Raising my glass

Raising my glass



The little boy who once chased me around our backyard has turned into a man. My youngest brother is now a husband. Someday he will become a father.  


Today I raise my glass to Jesus and his lovely bride Mary. They have seen the best in each other and have found fortune in their love. Where there is love, there is joy. Joy is a fruit of happiness and those who eat from its tree are blessed.


May the path of those bound by love and promise be paved with compassion, understanding, caring, respect and deep commitment.


To Mr. and Mrs. Colรณn! Salud! 



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