Yesterday was a special day for me and my dear husband as it was our anniversary. We got married back in the day when brides and grooms were wed at 19 or 20 so no wonder we look about 12! Outrageous hats were obviously in vogue as evidenced by my mom’s big white monstrosity. (There were a few giggles and tears when she modeled that for the family at the dinner table one night, I remember!) I laughed all day and so did my new husband so I’m not sure where his frown came from in this picture. What a poignant look back to the sixties for me.
And this is my Grandma, a lovely lady who was there for all my growing up years. She passed away about six months after our wedding. Don’t you just love the way my tiara and veil are askew? I walked around like that all day, through all the professional photos, the reception, the zillion snap shots by friends and family. And no one ever mentioned my tilting tiara. Ah well, I got the guy right so the tiara is not important.
My readers, you may be wondering just what these old pictures have to do with my writing or The Loyalist’s Wife, newly parading on its own bridal path. Probably if not for that wedding day way back when my book would never have come to fruition. This man is my rock.
What or whom do you reach out for when the going/writing gets rough?
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