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This blog is from the week after my daughter Kayla got married. Enjoy!
My oldest daughter Kayla is now a married woman. This past Saturday was the big day. Our family and friends came together to celebrate and watch my daughter say, “I do” to the man she has fallen in love with. It was a day full of many different emotions. I am excited for my daughter as she begins this new chapter in her life but I still find it hard to believe that she is married! It feels strange just writing those words.
I have two daughters, Kayla who is 22 and Kirby who is 20. I am very blessed to have a great relationship with both of my daughters. All they have to say is, “Daddy” and I am putty in their hands!
My girls are as different as night and day.
Kayla has always been the “princess.” She was the prissy girl who loved makeup, jewelry, bows, purses and anything “girly.” I remember signing Kayla up to play t-ball as a little girl and watching her run off the field crying several times if her hands got dirty or if her pony tail fell down!
Kirby on the other hand has been our tomboy. She grew up playing sports with her four brothers and they showed her little mercy. She was elbowed, knocked down, bumped and bruised so they taught her to play tough. She is still tough but has grown into a beautiful young woman.
I have been taking my daughters on dates since they were little girls. I am grateful that I made those dates a priority through the years. We shared many laughs and made some incredible memories. I have tried to communicate to both of my daughters that they are worth the effort and planning of a special evening, that they deserve to be loved and treated like ladies and that their Daddy adores each of them.
I can’t put into words what it felt like on Saturday to walk my little girl down the aisle with my other little girl at her side as her Maid of Honor. Then, to perform her wedding ceremony along with my friend, my hero and mentor, Pastor Johnny Hunt. To look around and watch my four sons standing proudly watching their sister become the wife to a pastor; to see my two daughter-in-laws and two grandchildren taking part; having grandparents, aunts and uncles, and friends from all over in the audience. It was a special day indeed, and my girls were beautiful…Kayla was an absolutely gorgeous bride. It was a perfect day, a perfect wedding.
Kayla may be married and her name may now be Mrs. Kenny Green. She may not live in my house anymore but, she will always be Daddy’s little girl!