Be true to yourself. When someone tries to bully or belittle you…rise up with courage and pride. Honor your instinct and pride. Be kind. Be courteous. Those are my words to live by. u
We stopped to gas up and take a potty break. Our three year old needed to go potty. We are headed to a train museum as a potty training reward. We are delighted our three year old son is consistently pooping in the potty.
Enough about the potty…
I noticed the beauty of this large American flag waving gracefully in the wind. I took several photos, each one an attempt to capture the silent curl of beauty. Standing underneath, captivated by the sun, the bright red, the bleached white, the fifty blue stars — struck me. It was beautiful. Like a leaf floating down.
I love my country. And no matter where I stand, I always know I am home under this flag. America is my home;I am grateful and proud.
Today, ten years ago I married my soul mate on a wintry Wyoming November day. Sugary snow crystals covered Cheyenne from the evening before. A blizzard blanket covered the town — all was quiet.
My father joined in our intimate ceremony, lying in bed, but lucid and present. My mother’s gregarious laugh echoed in the art filled rooms. My best friend Heidi wore a navy blue velvet gown. Our smiles were our lipstick.
It was a beautiful day. I knew the man I was marrying would be a wonderful husband and father and most importantly — best friend. He is my soul mate. I love him so.
Here is an essay I wrote around this time in 2003 about my wedding dress. It’s a short read. I feel it is one of my best essays I have ever written. http://memomuse.wordpress.com/2011/12/11/the-dress-and-the-snake-2/