Nichole
Sunday, September 19, 2004Today, by now, if everything has gone well, one of the people closest to my heart is now a wife.
I am not there...though I wish I was, I would have liked to have been there (after all, she was actually *in* mine) but life is, well, life.
But I'm there in my heart. I tilt my head and think of her, and her George. I think to myself, "And here they are probably....and by now, it's probably..."
But none of that is important. What is is a prayer, a wish, a hope.
May your marriage be stronger than iron, but as flexable as the reeds, may there be more joy than pain, and more sweet than sour. I know that there isn't anything that the two of you can't handle. It's one of the most wonderous stories being written, and I look forward to watching it, and, sometimes participating in it.
Love you both...
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