Flowers - such an integral part of weddings - are reminders not of the spring season but the frailty of life and of love.
The flowers don't last long; neither do the marriage, if nothing is done to keep them going.
In a post sometime into the future, we'll revisit this story.
In the meantime, at one wedding, there was a lock, a heart-shaped lock that was a gift to the guests.
Interesting. Wonder what is implied.
Nonetheless, what I got out of this lock - a red one too - is that whatever happens, the vows stay true. Locked in our hearts and in our minds, the vows make up the reason why a couple stays together.
And how often do we recall our vows. On the wedding day and perhaps again on the 25th anniversary?
Shouldn't it be a mantra that we recite every morning, every night?
It's time we dug ours out from the depths of our memory, lest we forget the words we said that day.
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