So tonight was Janae Demke's wedding and reception. She married her long time boyfriend, Barndon Wolfe, and the ceremony was at the house and backyard. Ginger had it decorated very pretty and did a good job on a limited budget. Janae wore an off-white halter style gown with a butterfly in her hair which she had long and curled. She was a beautiful bride and it is so crazy that she is old enough to be married. The absence of Jared was very much felt this evening. Joseph and Jedi walked Janae down the aisle and gave her away along with Ginger. I thought that was a nice touch to have the two boys give her away too. Janae was married by a pastor as her new husband is Catholic and she is a less-active LDS so they went with a non denominational pastor. They read their own vows and the pastor never did call them husband and wife but that's what they are now.
Janae married into a very nice family that is very good to her (Ginger was telling me this) and she and her new husband will be living in Victorville in the house that his family helped them to buy. It's cheaper than rent and they have a place of their own. She was very happy and it was so great to see them and visit with the other friends of ours that were there. The party was in full swing when we left so they were all having a fun time. It is so different to go to a wedding and have the alcohol that people feel is essential at it. But...not my concern...just hard when I saw Joseph smashed from the alcohol he consumed...it's hard to see the choices that are made. His choice though, right?
I love that family so much...sometimes it's hard to see choices that are made but I love them no matter what. So...that's what happened tonight and then we came home to make sure the house is picked up so we can have an open house for Daniel here tomorrow afternoon so he can say goodbye to ward members as he leaves on his mission the 26th and we are leaving next Saturday to take him up to Utah.
Well...off to bed...
Almost another year older.
13 years ago





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