If you touch, in touching my hair, anything that recalls a beloved head that lay on your breast when you were young and free, weep for it, weep for it!
Thursday, March 15, 2012
The Night Before My Wedding
It's the eve of my wedding day and there's a ton of things going through my mind. I'm both nervous and excited about marrying Charles. I know that he is a wonderful man and I do truly love him but there are still plenty of reasons to be nervous. One things for sure: I'm so thankful that I've had the privilege of spending several days filled with love and happiness with my father. It meant the world to me to spend so much time with him, especially before one of the biggest days of my life. It seems that he has finally begun to put his imprisonment behind him. In fact, he has even spoken about his time in Bastille for the first time. I know that opening up like this and getting over his imprisonment is going to make his life much more pleasant. A few moments ago I decided to go down to my father's room and check on him. I was pleased to find him sound asleep in his bed. This, among many other things has assured me that his is genuinely happy now and I am so thankful to know that I was a part of that healing process.
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