“What is the color of love?” my friend Julia in Berlin had asked. Rather wittily, or so I thought, I responded that, “Love is color-blind.”
But no it isn’t. It is indeed that rosy glow in the photo above, one that I have been saving for a special occasion.
And I have one.
My dear friends and readers, I am delighted beyond all belief to announce the engagement of my Mom, Linda, to her incredibly charming companion, Leonard.
Love rules.
Love conquers all.
It shines a bright light into our darkest corners.
It banishes fear. And doubt.
Love proves that we never, ever know what is in store for us.
My most profound Congratulations to a couple that inspires me, that reminds me constantly to believe in the power of True Love. I wish them nothing but happiness ahead…
Such wonderful things to say, joyful17–a perfect moniker! Thank you for the very kind words and for the perspective. I certainly know that neither of them take anything for granted when it comes to thier love.
That is lovely news for your mother and Leonard, Heather… how exciting for them and huge congratulations…
I know how fond you are of Leonard and how happy you will be for your mother… When is the big day?? xv
How magical..the news of your mother's new found happiness and your photographs…both glorious to behold. Thank you for sharing and making everyone who reads your blog…a happier,more thankful and oh so much more grateful a person!
Second time is a gift to cherish….not everyone gets that chance…then again…many a first time is and was and always will be…..wonderful!
Merci, copine.
I especially love Remi's French prononciation of Leh-oh-nar. It fits him so well–he is a man who loves to watch old movies.
And if I did wear combat boots and the fur stole my Mom certainly wouldn't bat an eyelash–she has seen it ALL before. She was so incredibly supportive always–even when whole families would slow down the car while passing and point at what I was wearing. I love her so much. She gave me the courage to be who I wanted to be.
For the moment, if a gown is required, there is only one that I have even the remotest hope of still fitting into–and even that was meticulously tailored by Madame Carmen (oh! how I miss her!) before her retirement so we shall see…Gosh but as it will most likely be an autumn wedding, I do love the idea of a little fur…don't know what my Mom's Buddhist friends would think about that…Hmm…
PS.Compliments from you, one of the finest writers I know, are golden.
Merci, Debra! We are all thrilled to pieces, yes, you are right!!!
Up with Love all over, Aidan. You got that right. Up with friendship too…
I knew you would understand, Amelia. And I did have a wonderful weekend. I hope that you did too!
David, what would I do without you? But that is mighty high praise. And I don't think it has so much as to what is here rather that I simply have the finest internet friends and readers that a person could ask for (ending with a preposition–why can't I break that habit?). And that goes for not only all the brilliance in their heads but the kindness in their hearts.
As for your family scandals, it reminds me to beg you for the millionth time to pleeeease write your memoir. Just please do.
But yes, it does make me feel very good indeed, doing this–for the connections that I have made that I never would have otherwise. Remi and I were just talking about it yesterday afternoon–it all feels very real, very important to me.
How perfectly said, Nath (a name! I have a name and one I adore)–it is the whole gamut that counts, isn't it? Beauty is also worthwhile…and creativity…and thought! But maybe those just are little bamboo shoots of Love?
And thank you for your compliment, merci tellement. I think that I have maybe photographed one person ever for this blog and yet I do believe you are the first to notice it. I suppose it is my neutrality if you know what I mean by that.
My Mum and Leonard are both special ones who will feel that goodness coming towards them, it is not time wasted I can assure you as they will give in back ten-fold.
Bisous to you in Berlin–you would have loved to have been here today–a perfect Harley day if ever there was one,
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Croatia! My goodness, that must have been absolutely one stunning wedding. I will pass on your suggestion to my Mom…