This will be a very personal post, not about my art or Tulare County or Mineral King or Three Rivers.
In the past week or two, I have alluded to a family crisis. In short, my brother-in-law has been diagnosed with a glioblastoma, the very sort of brain tumor that took out my dad 15 years ago.
His oldest daughter had her wedding planned for August 1. She made a very mature and exciting decision on May 3 to have the wedding on May 9. Yes, a wedding was planned in SIX DAYS, and we even received an invitation in the mail so we could ask Mr. Google how to find the location!
There was a team of AWESOME people who made this all happen. Words cannot express our gratitude and awe and admiration for those who pulled off this incredible event.
So, I’ll show you a few photos. Just a few, because this is the World Wide Web, not a private session of friends sitting around my dining table.
The setting was the most stunningly beautiful and perfect private backyard I have ever had the privilege to experience.
This is the moment that undid the entire group of those of us in attendance.
My niece, grand-niece and new nephew. No words. . .
And, lest you think my nieces and nephews are normal, nope. They are uninhibited and creative and full of fun. Used to be 5 of them, now there are 7, plus 2 more in the next generation. (Some wise adult protected them from this moment of foolishness and frivolity.)
Thank you for listening, reading, looking and caring.
Love,
Aunt Jana
2 Comments
Thanks so much for sharing! So glad the wedding has happened. Sounds like it was wonderful and everyone had the opportunity to attend and take away fabulous memories! Love, Elainea
Thank you for reading and sharing the happiness, Elainea. We are hanging onto that event with all our might.
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