October 25, 2004
Here comes the bride. The sunny skies were a perfect backdrop for outdoor bridal portrait shots. Our youngest daughter the bride looked like the beautiful princess she always wanted to be as a little girl. She attracted approving glances from admiring bystanders and received numerous verbal compliments. A small private school outing of senior high girls from out of town asked to pose with the princess bride. A little girl with her daddy stopped in her tracks, awestruck to encounter a real life princess. I was reminded of how this is when it begins, the childhood yearning to be a princess bride.
The afternoon of bridal poses ended at our park, a park just a mile from our home. Our park, where we have many family memories beginning when our firstborn had her first swing on its swing set as a toddler. Our park, the place of our traditional summertime birthday parties since our daughter’s second birthday. Our park where we have had family picnics, reunions, and even a Thanksgiving dinner. Our park that my girls and I walked to as a little outing. Our park, where the girls delighted in feeding the ducks our leftover stale bread. Our park, where we rescued an Easter discard, a little yellow duck that became our grand white duck Daisy. Our park, where we now lap the pond for exercise at a brisk walking pace. Our park, where our grandchildren are learning the magic of its playground and pond.
Yes, it is our park and today another memory is added. I will always remember the visions of my grown up girl twirling round and round in her stunning wedding dress, posing for the photographer, as the essence of her dreams is captured on film.
I pray the Lord will grant all her hopes and dreams with a long life and countless blessings. And in my heart, she’ll always be my little piggy tailed girl.
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