Saturday, May 22, 2010
TEARS OF JOY AND TEARS OF SADNESS.
The moonlight on this rose was breathtaking but my camera insisted on adding light so the flash kept going off. I find in life we often feel mixed emotions like saying good-bye at the airport to Carol and Panteli happy they are happy and having this adventure to China but sad to see them go away.
Theresa showed us her video of the proposal that she took pictures of at a special restaurant. The young man was nervous as he came in to present the beautiful roses to his lovely girlfriend and then before she could caught her breath he dropped to his knees to ask her to marry him and give her a beautiful ring. This special moment was captured for them to treasure forever.
The knights in the stories of merry old England performed challenging each other on horse back with great swords while a beautiful princess watched. If he was lucky he would win the competition and also the maiden.
Love is a beautiful thing that brings us joy and heartache. The young waitress asked how we had stayed married for so many years. For me it was a strong sense of commitment that we make in the old wedding vows; in sickness and in health, in richness's and in poverty [something like that.]
Your dad is full of stories where he risked his life to save someone in a ditch, or in the water, or in a snowstorm and I admire his courage and love to hear the stories.
Getting up with your children and sitting by their bed all night does not seem very thrilling but taking care of our small children was a heroic task in a different light. All men seem to get caught up in their work and often it is not until later they realize what they have missed in their children's lives. It appears to a young wife and mother that the romance has gone when, life takes so much energy and time doing what needs to be done.
We all need moments of pure romance. I treasure these moments in our lives. I am glad we can now do many things together and appreciate the good qualities that have always been there but we may have lost sight of.
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I would have liked to come and say goodbye to them as well, mind was willing but energy was not to be found. I am surprised that I still cry when leaving Spruce Grove, guess part of it was Stephen had just gotten home, so I never really had a visit. Well, next thing you know they will be back and then Kenny will be here!
sandra
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