Moxie 40/365


I got to go to my cousin's wedding which was so sincere and sweet. That
morning they asked my father, aunt and I to sing a song in memory of my
Grampa during the ceremony. It was such an honor, and somehow I wasn't
nervous at all.

Then, I caught the bouquet. There was no diving or pushing other ladies out
of the way (not my style). The DJ told us all to put our arms up, and it was
as if my hand was a bouquet magnet - it came directly to me. I was stunned.

It was quite a day!

1 comments:

Anonymous October 13, 2009 at 12:01 PM  

Grampa helped the boquet right into your hands!

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