It's been two weeks since my daughter got married at Fort Mason in San Francisco on April 5th. It's been even longer since I wrote a blog, but those two realities have been related. After my adventure of Opening Day in Oakland my parents and my sister and brother in law hit town in preparation for the big event. 
The wedding was truly wonderful. It was the perfect combination of the life that Jen and Andy live, the friends and families that they bring together and the meaningful, hopeful, lovingly playful spirit that is them, and in them, wherever and however they seem to be. In this way, the party after (and the wonderful vegetarian dinner that accompanied it) was more significant, and more about them, than all the rest (though the rest was great).
One of the best moments for me was the "Dad and Daughter Dance" that I got to share with Jen, as Paul Simon sang Father and Daughter playing off the iPod I borrowed for the occasion from my friend Steve. We started out with Jen dancing on the tops of my shoes like she did when she was little, talked and laughed as the dance went on, and ended with "eskimo, butterfly, and ear whacks." Likely the last time I will get to play that silly goodnight game with the little girl that has always been the true light and center of my life.Ironically, just a few days before the wedding I moved into a new house - a new place to begin a new life - something that feels perfectly timed and perfectly right. As Jen and Andy (or Jandy as the photographer called them) move out into their new life together, I am myself starting a new life of my own. Life changes every day (some days more than others) and we find our life's meaning in those moments in between.
It was a wonderful wedding; it was a beautiful day... Congratulations Mr. and Ms. Park.
