The Ceremony

On a beautiful late-summer day, 130 guests gathered at a spot along the creek for the wedding ceremony that was full of both laughter and tears. Elisa's 15-year-old sister Jenny read a poem she had written for the occasion. She wrote to the bride, You'll never know how much I love you and the joy you bring to my life every day. To the groom, she wrote, Dave, I'm glad it's you that took my sister's hand in marriage and said, 'I do.' Says David, I don't think there was a dry eye within miles after hearing her read that. When it was time for the bride and groom to exchange their vows, which they had written themselves, the best man flipped a coin to see who would go first (it was David).