Weddingbee Blog

When my oldest sister, Sarah, got married she made all the sisters bridesmaids. After the wedding was over, the next day we went to my father’s grave and left all 5 bouquets. It was kind of like a “Dad, wished you were there. It would have been awesome but we thought of you” type of deal.

When Esther, sister #4, got married she also went to visit my dad and left her bouquet there.

On Sunday, Mr. Ladybug went with me for the first time so that I could leave my father my bouquet. I could tell he felt a little awkward like he didn’t know if he should say something so he looked at my father’s grave stone, waved, and said “Hello!”

I did a little prayer outloud and then I started crying in the middle of it and Mr. Ladybug took over the rest of the prayer while holding me since I was sobbing like a little bitch. The sweet thing about this was that he doesn’t even pray. Thanks hun. This is why I love you.

I miss you appa. I wish you could have met Mr. Ladybug. You would’ve liked him a lot.

Wish you were there. I was thinking of you.