Are You a Cry Baby?
I watched my dear Larry (Staci’s husband — my bonus son), speak to his daughter on the eve of her wedding. As he looked at her, his voice wobbled and the tears started to flow. And, his first look at her the next day — adorned in her beautiful wedding gown — those tears flowed…
Treasured Tears
I’ll admit it. I am a crybaby. The older I get, the easier it is for me to let the tears flow! During the ring exchange ceremony at our wedding, Carl was supposed to be the first to say “I do” after the words: “Do you promise to have and to hold Donna from this…