Wedding Day

I did it. I survived my son’s wedding. It was touch and go a few days before, but my sanity was kept intact … for the most  part.

Aug. 15, 2015
Aug. 15, 2015

Their story began a year ago in June. They met online and after only two months, Sean asked Ashley to marry him. She said yes, and though I had my doubts they would actually go through with it, I stood in front of guests at the reception and told them I truly believed the two are meant for each other.

Those who know Sean, nodded and smiled. They know his story. Those on the outside may not understand how far this young man has come, but on Aug. 15, I realized my little boy had grown up.

He asked me to dance to the song, “I Hope You Dance,” by Lee Ann Womack, and my first thought was, “Sean can dance?” But he proved he could, and very well.

As we twirled around the dance floor I told him I was proud of him, but I wonder if he even understood how much.

Sean was 6 years old when he was diagnosed with ADHD, along with a list of disorders, which would prevent him from learning the traditional way. In fact, he still has problems today, which has hindered his ability to keep a job for very long.

He has struggled his whole life socially and emotionally, and people don’t always understand where he’s coming from. Carrying a conversation with him is sometimes difficult because his brain is constantly working overtime. He switches from one subject to the next without even taking a breath.

But Saturday, I saw that none of that matters to Ashley, who accepts Sean just as he is. She knows he has limits but loves him anyway. That’s true love.

Two weeks before the wedding, he asked me to help him write his vows:

Me: So what do you want to say to her?

Sean: I love her.

Me: Okay, but what else?

Sean: I’ll be there for her.

Me: Do you know what a marriage means, Sean? (I wanted to make sure he knew.) Because it’s more than just loving someone.

Sean: Yes, it means helping her up when she falls, and being there for her. Being her best friend. It means being nice, and caring, even when I’m mad at her. It means taking care of her and wiping her tears when she’s sad…

Me: It means you’re committed to her.

Sean: I thought I said that.

I smiled to myself. Yep. He did say that, in so many words. After talking with him a little bit more, this is what I came up with:

Ashley,

I never thought I would ever meet someone as wonderful as you. You have taught me so much about love and what it means to be in a loving relationship. You accept me for who I am and I am so thankful you said “Yes” when I asked you to be my wife.

I know I’m not perfect and I make mistakes, but I promise that I will do my best to take care of you and give you the life you deserve.

I promise to help you up when you fall, be the shoulder to cry on, and be your best friend in every sense of the word. I promise to love you through good times and bad. And when we disagree, I promise to respect you and to listen to what you have to say, even if it’s sometimes difficult to hear.

Every day I find another reason to fall in love with you. You have made me so happy, and I am going to spend the rest of my life making sure you’re happy, too.

I love you, Ashley, always and forever.

I wasn’t sure how we would be able to make everything come together for the wedding day, but it did, perfectly. It was hotter than blazes, the cake melted, and I forgot the centerpieces, but the Noelridge Gardens backdrop was gorgeous and everyone had the time of their lives.

A great day, to say the least.

“Sometimes in the middle of an ordinary life, love hands you a fairytale.”

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