My cousin Christine just recently got married. She was given a bridal shower in the basement of her hometown church two weeks before the wedding and I gave her a pair of knit lace cuffs for a gift. I wrote a little note saying they were knit with embroidery thread and the beads had been cut from her grandma's bridal crown. I'd also said I didn't expect her to wear them down the aisle, but to put them in her underwear drawer or somewhere else safe and just know what they meant. After the wedding, I found out she'd wrapped them around her bouquet and instead carried them down the aisle. I'd chosen the thread because I just thought it was pretty. It is a shiny silver gray that could look purple or blue and I lucked out because bridesmaids' dresses were a grayish purple.
I always like being in that church because it has seen a lot of our family history. My mother and aunts all had bridal showers and were married there, my grandma had her funeral there, my cousins were all baptized and confirmed there, and a few years ago we had my grandpa's funeral there. My aunts and Mother still talk about the different Ladies' Circle meetings and programs that our grandma participated in. I can remember joining in my cousin's Sunday School class a time or two as a kid when we were staying in town visiting. It's always amazing to see people you remember from your childhood or people who knew you or "who you belong to". Small Town Minnesota :)
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