WHERE HOPE OVERCOMES EXPERIENCE

I had a non-traditional bride the other day. She was so discouraged. She wanted something informal and short versus long. She had been to one shop and was hardly acknowledged and another that was closed on Wednesday. We chose several to try on and the second dress was THE one.

And then we found that we are practically family. She is the grandmother of my great nephew. She showed me a picture of the toddler, and yes, he does look like all the other Miller kids and grandkids. He has my mother's blue, blue eyes. My mother is his great great grandmother. Maybe this is more family information than you normally see on a blog like this, but after all, marriage is really a family business, isn't it?