We all have a story and we love to hear stories. When I was a child, I loved listening to stories of long ago as my grandmother told it – weaving life into gold. It allowed me to see glimpses of the fleeting moments of her metamorphosis from young girl to the wise and wrinkled on the pages of her story. Stories were … [Read more...]
Meadow Bride
Nothing compares to the moment . . . In the blink of a tear I went from a bride, to mother of the bride, mother of the groom three times, to gramma of the groom. Time passes quickly. Through tears and tissues we stand to behold the beauty of the bride and the adoring look from her bridegroom . . . and our children are … [Read more...]