pains and restless sleep. After some discussion, the diagnosis
was that it was most likely a case of eating a bit “off diet” the
previous night coupled with nervous energy around her
groomsmaid (she was going to stand on her brother’s side) role
for the day. I headed off to an early morning pre-wedding yoga
class, a mutual passion and pursuit with the bride, and soaked
up the relaxing and centering instruction. For me, this was a
most desirable start to a wedding day. The forecasted rain and
cold had given way to blue skies.
As I rolled back to our home base, news of our littlest
girl getting sick in the bathroom and her return to sleep greeted
me. I still held out hope that this was a one and done situation.
After all, this was a very big day. Her brother was getting
married. Dresses, shoes, hairstyles, and ceremony had been
talked of for months. This was no day for a stomach bug.
We were on a fairly unforgiving schedule, continued to
march through the day, and showed up at the places required.
We arrived at the bride’s home with dresses in tow. We
brought makeup and hair supplies and were ready to roll.
Having a sister-in-law afforded our girls a much more stylish
look than mom could provide. Sister-in-law got to curling and
twisting and making beautiful. But the stomach continued to
I felt a great deal of tension and turmoil as we navigated
the next hours. Between getting my own clothes and makeup
in place, I checked in with our daughter. Any change? Do you
think you are going to be sick, or the more hopeful do you feel
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