Wednesday, January 10, 2007

Me, Stephanie and Sharon

This was at the rehersal dinner. I love my "little girl".
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Stephanie, Karrie, Paula, Jason....

More of rehersal dinner
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Rehersal dinner, Sid and I
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Stephanie and Scott Head table

This is Stephanie and her wonderful husband Scott. The best man was giving his speech.
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Stephanie and Scott

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Sid, Stephanie, Me

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First dance, Stephanie and Scott

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Throwing the flowers

The roses that Stephanie threw was called a break away bouquet. Each Stem had a message on it and more than one single gal received a rose....
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A really tired Mom

Why this is on here I have no idea. Bleeccckkkk
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The cake

Her cake featured a fountain of falling water inside the cake. Very pretty and the cake didn't even get wet.
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Group

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Three sweet girls

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Mom, Stephanie and Dad

My dear Mom. You looked so beautiful that day. I miss you so very much. Wish you were still here.
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All my favorite girls

Many, many, many years ago, I was the brownie leader to a few of these girls. Time sure flies.
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Church

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Stephanie and Paula

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My beautiful baby girl

I love you Stephanie.
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The Wedding

June 5, 2004 had to be the most beautiful day I think I've ever seen. The skies were blue, not a cloud in the sky, birds were chirping, soft breezes were blowing, a warm sun shiny day in the upper 70's...it was a perfect day for a wedding. My daughter, my only child was getting married. I was happy and sad at the same time. She was absolutely beautiful, I was absolutely dead tired. I was up half the night working on the last minute details, decorating the church, the ball room and worrying about the bags that were going to be under my eyes on the day of the wedding from staying up way to late. She is the focus here, and this wedding was going to be perfect....and it was. I cried the day she was born, I cried the day she graduated and I cried the day she married. Those were tears that I wouldn't trade for all the money in the world...even though I was up to my eye balls in debt over the expense of it all. It was worth every penny.