a magical day in the life of

***just a few more moments***

and so it was, deep down as I listened to the girls discuss their hair, their beautiful lavender dresses and their trip to our home in the old car, that I realised that this was going to be the last time my baby was here at home with hubby, her sister and me, as a single young woman...the next time she stepped through our homes front door she would be a married lady......of course at the time I couldn't dwell too long as the clock was ticking and we would have to make our way to church......

Several days beforehand I had tried to persuade baby girl that I wanted to walk to the church as it just a minutes walk away....down our garden path and out into the grassed oval where The Rectory sits, majestically looking across to our Church of St Mary's.....(hubby takes care of the property)...

'no, mum...I'd like you to go in the car'....'but I don't do posh cars!'..I said.....'well, on the day you do...and it would be nice if you went with Grand-dad and B.........a'....

couldn't argue that now could I .......

she also, had mentioned her thoughts about wanting to walk to church as well, but this didn't seem likely as the weather had been iffy and future son-in-law pointed out that they had decided on the car taking her, which I found rather amusing as we lived so close....

anyway...we chatted awhile and relaxed and during a quiet moment whilst straightening my necklace she announced..... 'I've decided I'd like to walk to the church with dad....' ....tears almost welled but I had to think of the old mascara so I smiled instead, and agreed ......'That would be lovely.....dad would love that....'

the time to go had arrived, grand-dad, B.....a and I manoeuvred ourselves into the old vintage...and chuffed our way around the corner and alighted moments later at the church gates.....Grand-dad and co went off into the church and as the car took off again to pick up it's next lot of passengers I chatted briefly to some passers-by and waited, yet again for the bridesmaids to arrive.....

waiting for the three late bridesmaids.....champagne photo chill time......a good laugh goes a long way......and a moments contemplation.....

our family's last moments together, just the four our us for the last time before baby girl becomes a married young woman.....

the old vintage waiting for us......words I wrote on the board outside our front door whilst she was at the hairdressers.....her journey from our cottage path, across the front of The Rectory and down the drive to the church front gates.....

which they did......very quickly....and as they did so,
a flash of white caught my eye and looking up towards the front of The Rectory I saw her..... she was gliding and smiling, arm in arm with her dad..........


what next!.....



toodleooooooo........