"...and dance with me, for all our days."

Aug 2 2008

The title of the post contains the ending of my mother’s vow to Paul — whom she met in a ballroom dance class — as they lit candles honoring the spouses they’d each lost to cancer in years past.

You had a long road getting here, Mom, and now that I’ve met him, I can see how happy he makes you.

(Backdated one day to her wedding day, since I couldn’t edit photos in the hotel room.)

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