This is my uncle’s beautiful bride Diane and her father walking down the aisle on Saturday in one of the most touching weddings I have ever witnessed. The happy couple had a lot to celebrate. After still being single well into their forties, Michael and Diane found a lifelong love in each other and it was a first marriage for both!

It was the most beautiful sight watching Diane, a grown woman, acting like a giddy young bride and walking arm-in-arm with her very elderly father. I cried the moment I saw these two enter the sanctuary doors. Did he ever think he would live long enough to see his almost 50-year-old daughter get married? Did she ever lose hope that she would be able to walk with her daddy down the aisle on her wedding day? This picture just shouts “dreams fulfilled” to me. And what a precious moment to be a part of on the weekend that my little family would be celebrating it’s first Father’s Day. As I compared the images in my head of Jacob with Poppy and Diane with her father, I couldn’t help but notice the striking juxtaposition. The mark of time is drastic, but the love is the same. A father’s love never fails. A father’s love is sweet and precious. A father’s love is boundless and ageless. A father’s love is very, very good.