Megan and her mother.
I think I must really be Megan's mother gauging by the way I felt sitting there in the temple watching her and Josh be sealed to each other and their little ones. And also by the fact that I was the first one up to hug her and Josh after the ceremony was over. Alan sort of laughed and said should'nt you let her parents go first? I definately felt proud and happy, and weepy. I remember I first layed eyes on her when I was a high school senior. I, along with my boyfriend, was looking at her through the nursery window when I fell in love with her.
I pretend that I am offended when several times people have asked if I was her mother, but really I feel so protective of her that I really could be her mom. And Alan loves Josh as a son, so there you have it-- our children married each other. Oooh creepy. But it really was a great day and little Reedums was a perfect angel standing quietly at the alter. I thought he might be screeching and yelling at anyone who looked at him, but you could see that he felt the spirit by how attentive and solem he was. And I was happy to be there with so many of the people I love, Alan, the sistas, the nieces and nephews, Mom and Dad, brothers, in laws etc. I just don't think heaven could be heaven if we aren't all there together.
