Day 194 - Dooo, dooo, da doo doo doo doo....

There went the bride. I didn't write this yesterday. The day was packed to the absolute gills and I got home and crumpled into the tasty-wide bed all ready for me. My fingers didn't so much as twitch. Occasionally, I decide not to blog because I'm too tired, and many of those times, I fail. I get home and try to settle, but there's something. Even when I don't have internet, the habit is ingrained and I can't settle until it's done. Not yesterday. Just grateful bed-crawling. 


Do people always say the bride was radiant? Maybe they do, but they didn't see Esther Lilley, now Esther Lilley Harvey. She was in her princessly element. She glowed all day and all night. She squealed. She blossomed. She made every person in the room feel special, even when the count was well over a hundred. Daniel looked terribly pleased with himself - they both did - and rightly so. They are both very pleasing indeed. 


More than anything else, I am so glad that this huge day, held in a medieval hall, lived up to their expectations, and I'm delighted by their love for each other. It's inspiring, reassuring, full of hope and comfort, and their whole journey is very exciting. May it continue to be as rich and full of fruit as ever.