I don’t even remember his name. I haven’t asked my parents, but it seems doubtful they would remember either. It was so long ago, so many life changes have transpired between now and then. So much living. So much breathing. So much being. But I will always remember him. I will remember him for the…
She fingered her ring. Twirled its perfectly sized, elegantly smooth band around her finger, relishing the poignancy of its symbolism. She stood on the sidewalk in downtown Greensboro, embracing the reality only a few hours old: “We are engaged.” It’s a beautiful thing, this gloriously delightful day-of-their-engagement. The weather was perfect. Traffic was only moderately…
Jacinta’s curls were pinned up already. Her makeup had been masterfully done. Her mom had laced her into that vision of a wedding dress. Cinderella’s glass slippers fit like a glove. She’d settled into her jewelry. All that remained was the veil, and it was coming soon. Jacinta’s wedding day had dawned with the hint…
T he wedding ceremony. Typically a celebratory, but solemn time. Maybe a few nerves, sometimes a couple of tears, often a calm before the party. Not the case for Adam and Rachael. There were no (visible) nerves, no obligatory solemnity, nothing but unbridled excitement. In fact, as the groomsmen were given the cue to make…
I sat in my car, preparing to leave the park where I had just spent an hour cherishing my time with Hannah and her sisters. My phone beeped with a calendar reminder: it was still trying to remind me that I was supposed to meet with Heather…oh wait! I cringed. DID I REALLY JUST SPEND…
Autumn turns to Winter. Winter turns to Springtime. Spring turns to Summer. The cycle repeats. Life moves on. Babies become toddlers. Toddlers become children. Children become teenagers.Teenagers become adults. Life moves on. An engagement session. A wedding. A high school senior. A family reunion. A flourishing blog. A published book. Life moves on. Outside, the…
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