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VitaArt | Friday, July 10, 2020 |
I, Louise, was at my daughter Christina's wedding in May of 2013. My husband had just passed away in February so my grief was fresh, but I knew I had to pull myself together and be happy at her wedding, somehow. "Oh dear Lord, please help me," I prayed. I arrived at the wedding, one which I always hoped I'd be invited to, but wasn't sure if that would happen. It was beyond anything I could think or ask. I was not only welcomed, but honored, pinned with a flower and walked in FIRST before...