These were the bridesmaids' flowers.
Julia enjoyed her cousin time. I think she didn't want it to end.
Philip cried when he saw Kara come down the aisle. I don't know that he expected to; he's not usually a cryer. And I cried, and Adam cried, and my mother cried, and Anna of course, and even Peter cried a bit. We were all overwhelmed by the enormity of the moment, of what was happening. In some unspoken way, it was the final goal of all our married life, to propel our son into the same union. Now we have succeeded. Now his turn has come to try. Now we rest, just a bit, from our labors and pray for their years ahead.