This summer my daughter got married to her soulmate. Just last week my son got married to his soulmate. I could not have asked for anything better than the two additional children which I can now lay claim to through marriage.

When I asked my daughter’s new husband how he liked married life he said he loved coming home to my daughter. Those two just make each other shine.

I haven’t had as much time to get to know my new daughter-in-law though. I spent some time on the Florida coast with her and my son a couple of years ago and was very impressed with her. Then last summer she came to spend some time at my house also. Her and my son stayed there while celebrating my daughter’s graduation from college.

I once again was impressed by her character.

Then this last summer when my dad died she was the one who figured out how her and my son could drive all the way from Washington DC to Nebraska to attend the funeral. She also attended the funeral and stayed for the service. She got major points for that.

As I watched her during the wedding ceremonies I saw how my son calmed her fears when things went awry during the prelim to the wedding and noticed how they both were there for each other. In this day and age it is imperative to have someone who has your back when things go upside down.

The wedding was held on a yacht in Clearwater Beach, Florida. It was a beautiful affair. She was an absolutely stunningly beautiful bride.

Her family was so sweet and wonderful also. They kept telling me how thankful they were that my son was marrying their daughter. I, like the social idiot I am, failed to mention to them that I was totally thrilled to be able to call their daughter my in-law. I texted my son apologizing for this after I got home. I am so socially awkward at events like this that I always miss the boat in some way or another.

The wedding was a fabulous affair and the dress rehearsal dinner I planned at Bob Heilman’s steakhouse was a perfect dinner also.

But the thing which impressed me most was something that happened the morning after the wedding. I went to my son’s hotel to share breakfast with him and his new wife and I noted that she had two plates in her hands. I asked her who the other plate was for and she said. “Everyone’s making fun of me because I am making this plate for my husband.”

The beauty that I saw in that moment within my new daughter would melt any mother’s heart. She is a treasure to be honored and cherished every day from this day forward and I thank my heavenly father on a daily basis for this precious child of God. My son is a very blessed man to be able to call her his wife and I am forever grateful to call her my daughter-in-law.