Sunday, October 13, 2013
Twenty-five Year Intermission
On a sunny Sunday, October 9, 1988, my eldest son, Douglas Botkin married Shelly Bulmer in a small family wedding at the covered bridge in Easter Park in Des Moines.
Twenty-five years later, they returned to the scene of the crime.
Bride and groom, parents of the groom, 1988.
And twenty-five years later. There have been a few changes in the approach to the bridge - it's paved now. (As well, perhaps, a few changes in the people.)
Groom and mother, 1988.
Mother and son, 2013. Both with shorter hair and me just plain shorter. I wore the same top and throw.
It was nice to celebrate their silver anniversary. For me the best part was seeing and holding the great-grandbabies. The only great-granddaughter, as yet, 16-month old Lily Mae.
And the newest great-grandson, Sawyer Robert, 3 months old to the day.
It was impossible to get great-grandson, Rodney, to stop long enough for a picture with me, but I did get one with him and his Mom, my granddaughter, Katrina.
Group picture of me with my son, three of the four of his children, his daughter-in-law and some of the grandkids.
Sawyer displaying his happiness at seeing great-grandma.
Lily doing the same. Everyone says she looks like her Dad, but I can see her Mom there, too. She's just such a cute little girl - with all the orneriness shining in her eyes - just like her Mom at that age.
Alyssa did a great job of planning the day, bringing all the food from afar, and reminding her parents of how much their lives mean to the rest of us. It was a lovely day for them and especially for her Grandma Ramona.