Wedding Week: Monday

Things were getting real on Monday before the Thursday wedding when I drove Glo and Gordon to the Wayne County clerk to pick up their marriage license. I was a bit nervous because it feels like with these kinds of appointments, you just never have the right form. We had checked the list numerous times, and they both came well-armed with everything (and even living ordinance temple recommends ;-)) What was supposed to take only 15 minutes ended up taking almost an hour (who knows?), but they came out with the necessary forms to take to the temple.

We then rushed Glo out to Dexter for a dentist appointment with Dr. Rodriguez.

That afternoon, I had the chance to talk to Glo and Gordon about sex. I've done this with each of my boys before they got married, and Glo wanted me to talk to her and Gordon as well. I was pretty nervous for the month or so beforehand, wondering exactly how I could talk to a man who isn't my son AND to his to-be wife who happens to be my daughter, so I said several prayers asking for inspiration.

I will forever remember sitting in the sun room with the doors closed, talking to these two beautiful, young people about something really exciting and really special. I was very thankful that the words came easily to me, and that Gordon and Glo were receptive and not weirded-out by any of it--we covered pretty much everything in detail. Too, I wanted them to understand the beauty of sharing physical intimacy and how it would create a bond between the two of them. We were talking for a good hour, and when I recapped the conversation for John, he praised me for being able to do it at all. I'm really thankful that through the years I've learned that when we take the stigma out of an issue and normalize what is natural, it leads to healthy conversations at that moment and in the future. For real, I told them that they could ask me any questions after they got married which I meant in all seriousness and which they remembered.

John got home, and we quickly got ready for a Tigers game! It was Gordon's first time at Comerica Park, and we were excited to take him. John even got him a certificate to commemorate the day ;-)

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