It was such a beautiful ceremony.

I cry at every wedding. There's always something. The handwritten vows. The pastor's message. A reading. I can feel my throat closing and the tears stinging my eyes. I've given up trying to stop it, and I've gotten pretty good at hiding it. It happens in a split second. And then it's right back to work.

I certainly wasn't expecting the water works to start again, but Grandpa gave the most touching words of wisdom in the receiving line. It was so sweet to see how much he cares about these two.