Love this! The magic of a tiara was a beautiful way to crown your wedding and anniversary story.
It also brought back memories of our younger daughter, Hannah, who had quite a collection of tiaras from a pretty young age. A few still sit on the bookcases in her room.
This is such a moving piece (and the accompanying photos- whoa, so beautiful) - the yearning for perfection, the acknowledgement of it's impossibility or that it's entirely possible once we adjust our definition of what perfect looks like. I love how you use the tiara so effectively as a symbol throughout the piece and of course I hear you so much in your words which I love - your unique and funny and wistful perspective.
It was indeed a beautiful wedding, captured perfectly by this story. I still remember how stunning you looked, tiara and all. I also remember how gorgeous both your mom and Karen looked that day. The three Fried girls!
Deborah those are beautiful pictures and a beautiful story.
Still a queen after all these years and just as beautiful now as you were on your wedding day.
Lovely story.
Love this! The magic of a tiara was a beautiful way to crown your wedding and anniversary story.
It also brought back memories of our younger daughter, Hannah, who had quite a collection of tiaras from a pretty young age. A few still sit on the bookcases in her room.
Absolutely riveting and beautifully recounted. Every second of it. The tiara still is with you!
Oh, Debra. What a perfect depiction of marriage and life! Miss you!
This is such a moving piece (and the accompanying photos- whoa, so beautiful) - the yearning for perfection, the acknowledgement of it's impossibility or that it's entirely possible once we adjust our definition of what perfect looks like. I love how you use the tiara so effectively as a symbol throughout the piece and of course I hear you so much in your words which I love - your unique and funny and wistful perspective.
It was indeed a beautiful wedding, captured perfectly by this story. I still remember how stunning you looked, tiara and all. I also remember how gorgeous both your mom and Karen looked that day. The three Fried girls!
Teary eyed again, Debra. So lovely and honest and beautiful ♥️🌟♥️ thank you.
There's so much I love about this.
Especially your mother's wisdom, "People are here because they love you."
That is precious. And for some people, almost unimaginable.
As for your continuing Tiaraing.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K4GUiSQ0qnY
one of the most melancholy songs ever.
And tremolo as they should be.