As far as who was going to marry Mr. W and me, it wasn’t a huge decision for me. I have a church I had grown up in, and my pastor has known me since I was about five, BUT I just knew that he wasn’t the person to marry us. Why, you ask? Well, Mr. W’s father is a pastor himself! He has been for over 20 years, and they have their own church right in Detroit. So for me, it made more sense to have someone so close to us marry us.
My main reason for NOT wanting him to do it in the beginning was only out of concern for him. I wanted him to be able to enjoy the day just as much as us. It’s his first son (and namesake) getting married, so I didn’t want him to feel obligated to do it, and I wanted him and his wife (FMIL) to enjoy it together. We figured we would ask just because we felt it was the right thing to do.