I didn’t even recognize it. Not until later, anyway. A couple years ago, on one of my first trips to Canadaland, John and I took a daytrip to Whistler in the middle of the winter (cold, cold winter) and snowshoed on these very same trails. With feet upon feet upon feet of snow, the going…
Life has happened in this room. In this room, she’s painted her fingernails and applied mascara and talked on the phone and read many a book. In this room, she has prepared for recitals and partie and high school dances. In this room, she prepared for her last day of high school, her first day…
Her day started on time. Early, even. Everything was in place, everything was ready. Nothing stood between her and an exceptional wedding day. Nothing. Not even a little rainy drizzle could dampen the electric excitement building in the Parlor of Bethany Presbyterian Church in Staunton, VA. Besides, all that happy sent the rain clouds scampering…
She picked her outfit well. It was the most beautiful of dresses and the most perfect of colors. The teal complimented her eyes with exquisite precision and somehow made her already beautiful hair even more delightful. It seemed fitting, really: beautiful sunshine, beautiful dress, beautiful girl. But she was standing in the middle of…
The other girls drank their mochas and cappuchinos and black coffees. She sipped hot chocolate. The other girls had matching fuschia tshirts. She had a a light pink shirt to almost match her sister’s white one. The other girls had high heels. She did too…kind of. As sister-of-the-bride, Abbie took her responsibilities seriously. She had…
The best part of my job is, by far, the exceptional people I meet along the way: the brides, the grooms, the seniors, the families. The fun is magnified, too, when I get to drive hundreds of miles of highway and fly across the continent and cross state lines and international borders. The past two…
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