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Yesterday my cousin, Jessica was married.  She was such a beautiful bride.  And the best part is she is as sweet and kind as she is beautiful.

She married a cheeky South African, Garreth who has a heart of gold.

It was a beautiful wedding… and outside the rain fell in buckets.

It took me back to my own wedding when the rain was torrential.  And I remembered how all our guests said it’s good luck for it to rain at your wedding.

I look back over the past eighteen years and think off all Drew and I have been through together.  It hasn’t always been easy… but at least we’ve been lucky in love…

I wish Garreth and Jessica the same luck… that no matter what they face in life, that they can face it together.  And in the end… that’s the best luck of all.

The other day while I was weeding my flower garden, I was thinking about how many things I love with beards…

My bearded irises are so beautiful right now.

There’s my dog Finn of course…  I love him to pieces.

And my hero, Abraham Lincoln.  His attitude, wit, and wisdom are a great inspiration to me.

Speaking of his beard, have you heard of the children’s book called Mr. Lincoln’s Whiskers?  It’s a delightful book about a little girl named Grace Bedell who writes a letter to Mr. Lincoln suggesting his face might look better with whiskers… It’s based on a true story and the real letters are shown at the back of the book.  It’s very sweet.

But now to my favorite beard of all:

My Dad’s…

It’s his birthday today and I want to let him to know how much I love him.  He has been there for me through good times and bad…

My doctor wouldn’t wait for my husband, Drew to arrive from a 50 mile commute for the emergency c-section of my twin daughters.  I was only 26 weeks (6 1/2 months) pregnant, and without Drew, I knew I was going to face one of the worst moments of my life alone.  My doctor asked me to prepare myself… they didn’t think my little Lily was going to live.  As they rushed me down to the delivery room, I looked up to see my Dad walking down the corridor.  He had been on his way to an appointment, when he felt inspired to come see me instead.  He was there to hold my hand and give me strength when I think my own might have failed me.

Thanks Dad…  for everything… I hope you have a wonderful birthday!  I love you.