For my Mother. A quiet resilient practical country mouse who ran a sheep farm singlehandedly. She married the city mouse and as the story goes, it didn’t work out…
We returned this weekend to witness said country mouse after 25 years as a Singleton, marrying a great Dane. I was lucky enough to be chosen her Maid of Honour. [She has four daughters and my name was drawn out of the hat.]
Not the first time I’ve been a Bridemaid, the fourth actually, but definitely one of the most special considering 2 of the 4 are no longer marriages. Possibly accurate statistics?
An unforgettable experience to say the least, and this I vow to remember.
All that I am, and all that I have,
I honour you.
.
urban rustic 
How very special. Wishing your country mouse and great dane a long a happy marriage. xo
Thanks so much Mandy. I think it has given her a new lease on life and a wonderful thing for her children and Grandchildren to experience. Cheers
Congrat’s to the mouse and the Dane
(although she can’t be that much of a mouse if she ran a farm singlehandedly!)
I love hearing stories of people who fall in love and marry again when they’re older, and I love the way your Mum chose her bridesmaid.
Thanks Kylie. Yeah she is a pretty tough little lady. I don’t know how she managed it all, 5 kids, the stock, the house the finances etc to be honest. Amazing. They don’t make them like that any more, even she didn’t. I couldnt cope with a half of that workload! It is awesome to see her so happy after a hard quite lonely life and some recent ill health. Such good news. Cheers