Sometimes numbers collide into anniversaries giving pause for thought.
As our baby no.4 approaches '21' it has occurred to me that my parents were '21' in this wedding photo, and that I was '21' when, 30 years ago today, my father drowned in the North Atlantic ocean after ejecting from his RAF Jaguar, and that in 5 days time it will be 30 years since I attended a wedding at St Paul's Cathedral in order to sing at the marriage of His Royal Highness The Prince of Wales and Lady Dianna Spencer, before I sang at my father's funeral 2 days later.
So many memories & so many decades...
...it's a privilege to be here to remember
Those are some powerful memories.
ReplyDeleteI 'm moved by your story Sue.
ReplyDeleteThanks, guys x
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