Many long years ago — going on 34, actually — I found my joy by marrying the best (IMO) man inna werld. We went to Natural Bridge Resort Park for our honeymoon. Natural Bridge was another joy, and so was (although I didn’t realize it at the time) my bridegroom’s playing The Carter Family and Uncle Dave Macon recordings.
So there are four things I found to love back then and still love today: my husband, Natural Bridge, The Carter Family, and Uncle Dave Macon.
Oh, and this:
The Joy of Mist
Natural Bridge Hemlock Lodge was right on the river, and every morning began with a thick mist that came right up to the balcony. 34 years later, any morning with a heavy fog is “A Natural Bridge morning.”
Here’s a picture of me, at the foot of Fat Man’s Misery:
The Joy of Misery
We went back to Natural Bridge for our 25th anniversary. I rather filled the misery this time, but the joy on the anniversary is that the hike up to the bridge, which nearly killed me on our honeymoon, was a breeze 25 years later. That’s what a good marriage’ll do for ya. đŸ™‚
A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: A character returns to a scene of long-past joy.
MA
Jim Hilton
March 12, 2015 at 8:46amThere can be little in this world to match the joy of a good marriage.
Marian Allen
March 12, 2015 at 8:54amWord up.
Jane
March 12, 2015 at 9:17amHi and congrats on a marriage that is so good for you both!
I found the pix you sent me from the wedding.
We were two hot chicks in those days, you betcha!
Alas, my Mom in her red dress outdid me, at least, by considerable wattage! (But brides are always the prettiest girl in the room!)
Marian Allen
March 12, 2015 at 9:47amI couldn’t believe you MADE your dress!
Yeah, we still argue — er, discuss enthusiastically — A LOT, but we usually grin while we’re doing it, because we’ve been doing that for so long it’s funny now. heh
Jane
March 13, 2015 at 9:16amYeah. Not only made it, but made it the night before!!!
I like me some affectionate arguments.
Can lead to some really spicy er er wordplay. Yeah, that.