My father gathered the family. He shared his realization that he was not only giving away his daughter today, but he was also handing over his responsibility as my spiritual leader. I was in tears. He has always been an amazing spiritual leader to me and it saddens me to think of that transition. I am not losing my family but in a way I am breaking off a little bit. I feel so connected to them that the idea feels deeply sad and yet I get to live life with my best friend, as God has planned from the beginning. I will always be a Scheffe but I am a Johnson now. There’s something profound about that, trivial as it may seem.
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