My first wedding to the man I fell in love with on the first day of
college was held on 7/8/78. This was a wonderful, spiritual and
mystical day for me. I was ever so happy to be marrying someone
that I believed would be forever.
Being creative and partly a “hippie” I came up with a theme of
rainbows. I would carry a bouquet of flowers “reflecting the many
colors and beauty of my friendships.” I held a bouquet with all the
colors that my five bridesmaids chose to wear. They all had the
same pattern of dress, in a spring green, lilac, peach, pastel blue,
and pink. They held bouquets that had white roses, daisies and
It was a lovely day, filled with many guests who have since passed
on. The wedding napkins were spread with care, along the edge
of the white, circular linen tablecloth. Again, each napkin with those
five colors became part of the pattern woven and continued the
theme. Atop the wedding cake, the bride and groom were the set
that had been on my parents’ own cake, only a short 23 years’
earlier. The wedding cake was decorated with little varying flowers,
violets reflecting the lilac color, roses in the pink and peach colors,
columbine and bluebells with light blue and the color that wove its
icing vine was light spring green.
My friends are still in my heart but a long time since being taken off
my Christmas list and I, off theirs. Except my best college friend,
Patrice. She attended BGSU, had lived in my dorm both freshman
and sophomore year, and became my maid of honor. Patrice had
witnessed first hand how our love blossomed and grew. I will be
seeing her in about a month up in Cleveland. It has been only
three years since Bill and I went to Charlevoix, Michigan. We
stayed close by the Castle Farms, Pat’s sister and brother in law
own. Patrice’s home address is in the state of Mississippi.
Someday, I hope to travel there to see her “transplanted” home.
We were divorced in 1984,
I gave the wedding album to my oldest daughter, she is the holder
of the memories and the “archives” of our family now. The divorce
was when she was only 3 and a half years’ old, her brother one year
old. Not the time to talk about this aspect! I was excited about the
I was so happy to receive my recent bouquet of awards from Ajaytao.
He has posts that show poetry, photography and interesting “artsy”
type materia, including musical choices, too. I have been following
him and he is a good responder to my posts, for quite awhile.
Here’s where in the world to find Ajaytao~
There are several awards to choose from, including:
The Most Influential Blogger
The Versatile Blogger Award
ABC- Awesome Blog Content Award
“Shine On” Award
Very Inspiring Blogger Award
and one with a sundial on it…
I will list 10 valuable, wonderful and favorite posts that should be
checked out and each blogger nominated may decide how to move
forward with their being given the honored nominations by their
usually faithful friend: Me!
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In honor of all of the ones listed and so many more who are special
to me, I would like to tell you three songs that happened to cross
my mind while writing this post.
I hope if you are in the mood for music, you may choose one or all
of them, to remember that you are all part of the colors of my world
in your many faceted thoughts, writings and how you brighten my
“Color My World,” by Chicago.
“True Colors,” by Cyndi Lauper.
“What A Wonderful World,” by Louis Armstrong.
Thank you so much for being part of my large “bouquet” of friends!