...as witnessed by almost everyone they loved, this silly, sometimes disorganized girl with an imagination like a garage sale on The Yellow Submarine married this sweet, funny, lovely, funny, handsome, loving, funny man.
Their life is not always easy and has included as many serious situations as happy ones. But they can cry together, as well as laugh, and that's how it still stays a Fairy Tale.
(Today, we celebrate only in our hearts as this happens to also be the day that we move My Mommy to a new home. It is located in what used to be an old hotel and some of that spirit lives on there now. There are screened porches and pretty gardens. I hope My Mommy has even a few moments of awareness of the beauty there and finds some peace from it.)
I have missed all of my lovely Friends of The Tearoom, but I will be back soon.
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