...I became Mrs Spaceman in a tiny secret ceremony with DD and three friends. We have delayed announcing it until all of our large families had been told. I am not a young person, I have been married before and BS wanted something quiet that was all about a marriage, not about a wedding. These are the words my Divine Daughter read. Again, not about a wedding....
“After awhile you learn the subtle difference
between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn that love doesn't mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises.
And you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open.
With the grace of maturity, not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build all your roads on
Today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans,
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After awhile you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure...
That you really are strong
And that you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn and learn ....
With every goodbye you learn.”
BTW, my initials are now F A B!
Thunderbirds are go!
I suppose the musical link should really be *Secret Wedding* from the soundtrack to *Braveheart* but staying with a Scottish theme I quite like this:
(But we have got brave hearts!!)