They are not to be trusted. As my friend Emily says, "Fit people ALWAYS say that."
But on Saturday, 13 brave souls and one fabulous dog, took a "little walk" to the top of an Alaskan hill and there before the lake, the mountains, and the great gray sky that my mom and all our family has known for our whole lives, we watched as mom married her friend and her sweetheart, Nick. There, surrounded by people I had known for as long as I could remember (and had probably all known me a lot longer than that), I gave my blessing and basked in the glow of a happy new couple. Weddings are like a drug - they can get you so high. I swear, love is contagious.
The bride wore new hiking pants and the groom was rumored to be wearing his "Beer or Bait?" T-shirt underneath his hiking gear (later confirmed when he changed for the party). There was laughter, happy tears, heart felt words and only one moment of "is that a bear or squirrel?"
All in all, a perfect Alaskan wedding. Congratulations Mom and Nick!