I wasn't going to put up a post today as I couldn't think of anything to say, but as I was going through some photos on my Facebook profile, I came across this one and remembered how much I loved it.
The hat you can see (you could hardly miss it!) was perched on my mother's head, and I am beaming at her. In my one hand is my bouquet, and clasped in my other hand are the fingers of my then not-quite-three-year-old. The beam on her face for her mother echoes the beam on my own for mine.
Looks like very lovely memory. A quick post is better than no post:)
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