Sunday, January 20, 2013

To A Smile


 

I woke up this morning with an overwhelming feeling of how happy I am to have the memories of my wedding. I know this might sound strange but usually I'm too practical to appreciate it for just that and I badger myself about the time/expense I committed to the whole event. The feeling surprised me in a way and I literally just smiled at it's warmth. I vacillated about staying in bed or getting up early to post a photo of Dad before we head out of town. I thought perhaps this was a silly idea I have tied myself to: to remember him every year on his birthday. And then I got the sense that it too was such a happy thing, born in love. It was the strange sense that somewhere, somehow he liked it and I felt the memory of his smile. How could I let that slide? So here's to you old friend and to sharing a smile.

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