Well. Today I am completely wiped out. Seriously. But the event that caused this level of fatigue was definitely worth the time spent resting today. Check out the pictures and I guarantee you will know what I was doing over the past weekend:
Ah, yes. I love weddings, especially this one for a young lady that is part of a large family that we consider dear friends.
After the Saturday shenanigans, we were invited to have breakfast at the bride's parents home and before we ate, a private Mass was celebrated. I have never attended a Mass like this one, and it was extraordinarily special.
We gathered round a kitchen table covered with a white linen tablecloth. And the young priest, also a member of the bride's extended family, led the 12 of us in the most intimate celebration of the Mass that I have ever attended. It was amazing.
After the concluding prayers, a delicious breakfast was spread over the same white tablecloth; and we gathered around the table yet again to enjoy toast made from home made bread spread with hand-preserved huckleberry and blackberry jam; followed by eggs made to order, bacon, and fresh fruit.
What a morning feast!
What a great way to start the week!