Dad is getting married...again.
This is Amy Coombs. My dad and her met on an online LDS singles sight. My dad noticed her picture, but passed it up when he saw that she was 11 years younger than himself. He kept going back to her picture though because he said she just glowed, and he could tell she had the spirit about her. They met, and were engaged two weeks later. My dad is so happy, and seems to have a reason to live again. Amy is a 5th grade teacher and relief society president. She has never married and was waiting for "mr. right", and found him in my wonderful dad. I have to admit I have had mixed emotions, or more accurately, this engagement has brought to the surface emotions about my mom. I had an experience the other day with Amy that I at first was very upset by, but then saw it as a tender mercy. She was over at our house talking to the little girls and asked if they wanted her to teach them a fun song. I was shocked when she began singing "I'm a Little Pile of Tin." It pricked my heart to hear someone sing a song that I had only ever heard my mother sing and teach to my older children, being sung to my younger children. I was bothered at first because it was "my mom's song", and she sang it differently than my mother did....and then realized what a blessing to have a grandma again for my little girls so much like my mom. Amy is actually very similar to my mother in both look and temperament, and I do believe they will get along when they meet in the eternities. They have asked me to decorate for the reception, and although I was completely overwhelmed at first, once I got some ideas flowing it has become a joy. I look forward to their special day, and to the day when as I get to know Amy better I can love her with my whole heart, just as I do my mom.
Piecing together things for the wedding. The decorations I had been collecting were all piled up taking up my entire living room, so I decided to re-decorate and hang a lot of the decor on my walls. It is coming along beautifully, and I hope she likes how it all comes together.
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