This past Saturday, my four daughters I and were in a wedding. I, the best man, and my angels flower girls. My wife and I have been married for eight years now, and it had been that many years since I'd watched someone who I love very much walk down the aisle toward me.
As my seven, four, and twin two year old daughters walked toward me in delicate gowns, in radiant sunlight, I was overcome with joy and pride in who they'd become. I could not stop the tears as they rolled down my cheeks. My blessings in children had never been portrayed so beautifully, and I was, with all my being, in awe.
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