By Brent Davis
Someone once told me that whenever a significant event presents itself, be sure to say "I'm going to remember this moment." This simple directive is a way to bookmark a memory in your mind. It constructs an off-ramp for the future when a drive down the nostalgia highway is taken.
Last Saturday was one of the special moments for the crowd of people who gathered to witness the marriage of my oldest son, Scott, to the absolute love of his life, Amanda.
I have had the pleasure of being Scott's father since 1991 when I married his mother, my bride, Laura. I have seen him grow from a 4 year old boy to a 25 year old man. Along the way, I have come to know and love the person Laura and I now proudly consider our new daughter, Amanda.
Being the average groom, Scott was nervous. His jitters began when he proposed at Christmas 2010 and continued right up until the ceremony last Saturday.
In the hours before the wedding, he read the ceremony script in order to know exactly what was going to happen, when it was going to happen and, most importantly, which words he would be required to repeat. His biggest worry was that he would "mess up the words." With reassurance, he finally realized that his speaking part was minimal and the words he most needed to remember were "I will" and "I do."
At the rehearsal two days prior, all went well. Scott said "I got this."
However, the nerves continued. As I helped him put on his cufflinks just prior to the ceremony, I told Scott that the main thing he needed to focus upon was his "moment."
"What moment?", he asked.
"When you are standing up front, there will be a moment when Amanda and her father will step out into the open. All you need to do is look at her face and watch it all the way to you as she walks up the aisle. This is your moment.", I said.
At the appointed time, Amanda and her father stepped into the room. Amanda was grinning from ear to ear as her father led her up the aisle to her waiting groom. Scott's moment had come and now it was their moment. No one else matter.
Both Scott and Amanda made it through the ceremony without a stumble or blunder. It was a beautiful ceremony.
I know because I was standing up front with them. Soon after Amanda accepted Scott's proposal, she asked me to perform the ceremony. Words cannot express the honor I felt and still feel when I heard her request. I accepted.
So, standing there with Scott, I leaned over and whispered to him as Amanda came out for all of us to see, "Here's your moment."
What Scott and Amanda didn't know at the time was that, in my mind, I said to myself, "I'm going to remember this moment."
Now, when I take a trip down nostalgia's highway, I have a new exit that is very special to me and my family.