Come on, raise your hands.
Now, as a romance writer, people pretty much assumed I would get up and watch this fairy tale event.
No reason, really.
It was the most anticipated event in…well, according to some, the twenty-first century.
It’s been fun to watch the process from afar. It made me remember my own personal fairy tale.
Marrying my hubby.
I wore my mom’s dress and the diamond in my ring was Charlie’s mom’s engagement diamond.
I’m all about sentiment.
My first kiss with my new hubby wasn’t in front of a bazillion people.
But it worked for us.
My personal fairy tale. One I get to live out daily because I found and married my prince charming fifteen years ago (well, in August it’ll be fifteen years.)
Maybe that’s why I write romance novels. I love love!
Just like I throw obstacles at my characters to complicate things, troubles find us in real life, too. But I do hold to one theory in my novels and in real life:
There’s nothing stronger than love.
“And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.” 1 Corinthians 13:13
I had to download this song for the title alone–> Faith, Hope, & Love by Beckah Shae
Call me a sap.
Call me naive.
That’s okay. I’ve been called worse.
I blame all the wedding coverage for putting me in this sappy mood *wink*