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Yesterday I had the distinct pleasure of attending my very first engagement party. As in, the first one that I’ve ever attended. It also happened to be my own engagement party.
My future in-laws hosted it and they did an amazing job of it. There was the perfect amount of food for the humblingly large number of people that showed up, and some of our favorites were there. There was even a cake to practice cutting, the color of which matched the decorations they had set up. There were toasts and speeches, and a few laughs and tears shed. And it was wonderful.
But the one thing that stuck with me the most is that we are both amazingly blessed to have so many people that love and support us. Family from as far as three hours away drove out to be with us, and friends that we hadn’t seen in years. The two families seemed to get along very well and the friends, as usual, had a great time. I was busy running back and forth between the two or three groups that always seemed to develop but I managed to chat a little bit with almost everyone. I guess it’s good practice for the eventual wedding. But I am amazingly thankful that so many people made time in their weekend to come celebrate with us. I love them all and I’m so very lucky.