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Journal of a Living Lady #205

 

Nancy White Kelly

 

I interrupt our travel tales of Israel to up-date you on the wedding. My only sister, Sunnie Anne, married a man in his forties last Saturday. Just like Buddy and me, they met in a hospital. Unlike me, my sister is 41 and I was only half that age.

 

Like us, Alan and Sunnie were members of the same church. Their church is a mega-church known as Bellevue in Memphis. A mutual friend, who is an assistant pastor of Bellevue, tied the knot.

 

A former assistant pastor of Bellevue and another pastor-friend tied the noose for Buddy and me in 1965. It took two ministers to get us hitched. Must have been a good knot. We are still together and loving married life. I predict nothing short of death will unhitch us.

 

This wedding of Sunnie Anne and Alan was unusual in some ways. I got to be Matron of Honor and stand-in for “Mother of the Bride” since our parents are deceased. Our 6’3” super-sized baby brother, Bob, was best man. My elder brother, Charles, tearfully gave the bride away. My middle brother, Mike, was an usher. So was our son, Charlie, who lit endless candles and seated the groom’s mother.

 

My sister and I share a unique history. When she was born, I graduated from high school. When Sunnie Anne graduated from high school, Charlie was born. He married in the summer of 2002. She wed summer, 2003. When the three of us, Sunnie Anne, Charlie, and I are together, most people assume that I am the grandmother, she the mother, and Charlie her son. Don’t they know that sometimes wonderful miracles happen? Babies are born to mothers late in life, particularly when they are obsessively wanted and prayerfully requested.

 

Will Alan and Sunnie Anne start a family at their age? Probably not, but I know a potentially great mother when I see one. Sunnie Anne has been a wonderful daughter, sister, aunt, and friend. No doubt she will be an extraordinary wife. Just hope that man of her’s realizes what a treasure he has betrothed.

 

As I write this, the honeymooners are in Texas. All my X’s are in Texas. My O’s too.

 

Love ya, sis.

 

nancyk@alltel.net