• Fairy Tales. . .


    Did you get wrapped up in the royal wedding? How many of you got up early to watch it?

    Come on, raise your hands.

    Be proud.

    Now, as a romance writer, people pretty much assumed I would get up and watch this fairy tale event.

    I didn’t.

    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 didn’t have all the pomp and circumstance. But that’s okay. How we did it worked for us.

    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.

    It was at the altar of a small church before a small group of close friends and family.

    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.

    Heck, I even tattooed it on my arm!

    “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*

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