As we think towards Father’s Day I think of my favorite movie of all time. The movie that made me want to plan weddings. I mean who didn’t love Frank?
This movie I could watch over and over again. I cry every time, and I laugh harder too. It also reminds me of my wedding day and my Father. The overflowing gown, the flowers I spent loads of money on and the loud organ singing me down the aisle, in the church I grew up in, with standing room only, that was all just the details that I dreamt about in the months leading up to the big day.
What was really important to me was that my Father was there. He was diagnosed with cancer the year before my wedding. The first thing that crossed my mind was “Who’s going to walk me down the aisle?” I needed my Father to be there. He needed to be there too. He fought his illness to be there that night. For me, for my Mother and for himself.
To play the part of Father of the Bride is such an important role. To walk daddy’s little girl to the man that will take his place, is a huge honor. Unfortunatly, my Father didn’t make it to my sister’s wedding. Sadly, he passed away a year after mine. He was killed in a car accident. Taken from us in a way we were not prepared for.
So, for those of you in the midst of planning the big day, please be Daddy’s little girl for as long as possible. Include your Father in as much as possible from decisions to be made to incorporating his talents into something special as a part of the wedding. My Father did beautiful calligraphy, so for nights, he sat and wrote out the envelopes to perfection to all the guests. That was my Father’s special touch on my special day.
Enjoy the walk of Daddy’s little girl. Don’t let the aisle be the end of the journey.