“True love stories never have endings.” – Richard Bach
I'm not sure who took this picture of my grandson popping the question, but my thanks to them for capturing a picture that's worth more than a thousand words. I couldn't resist writing about the wedding simply so I could post this photo.
A Day to Remember
I watched my third oldest grandchild get married yesterday evening.
As it should be, the bride, Sheila, was beautiful and the groom, David, was shaking in his new suit.
The “girls” had a breakfast earlier in the day, and the “boys” a lunch. At the breakfast, Sheila was worried, as are all brides, about what could go wrong. I told her that at least one thing SHOULD go wrong to make the wedding memorable.
The ceremony, however, went off without a hitch. Too bad, I was thinking.
But then, when it came time to take the photos, someone remembered the boutonnieres for the men’s lapels and the corsages for the women’s dresses that had been forgotten.
“See.” I told Sheila. “Your wedding turned out perfect after all.”
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