Forty-seven years ago I was blessed with a beautiful baby girl, named Jodie.  My son Jason is eighteen months older than her, but Jodie is the focus of this post.  About six months after Jodie's birth my wife and I separated.  I started a new life, and after a time had a new wife.  She blessed me with two more beautiful girls.  Time passed, but eleven years of that time was spent living overseas, so the time spent with the kids by my first marriage was sporadic, at best, but I tried as best as a career-driven man could - which translates into "I could have been a better father to all of my kids."  So much for crying in my beer.

 

Now for the good stuff.  The daughter by my first marriage (Jodie) and the eldest daughter by my second marriage (Dawn) became very close friends.  Dawn married and provided me with two granddaughters, as did Jodie.  Well, the granddaughters have grown up, and Dawn's daughter was wedded last week-end.  It just so happens the Jodie is an ordained Minister, so Dawn asked her if she would perform the ceremony.  And she did.  My daughter married my granddaughter - to a very nice guy.

Wow that is cool.

Kool.

 

Great story.

 

Congrats.

Pretty neat to say the least..

Congratulations Sir...

Congrats.

And that my friend, is what life is all about. 

 

Great story. 

That is awesome! Sounds like a lifetime story.

Very cool.

Kool.

 

Great story.

 

Congrats.

 

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