Marmee-isms #7 ~ Growing (Up) Pains

"I don't want to look strange or fixed up today," she [Meg] said. "I don't want a fashionable wedding, but only those about me whom I love, and to them I wish to look and be my familiar self." . . .

So she made her wedding gown herself . . . Her sisters braided up her pretty hair, and the only ornaments she wore were the lilies of the valley, which "her John" liked best of all the flowers that grew.

. . . Meg ran down to perform these little ceremonies, and then to follow her mother wherever she went, conscious that, in spite of the smiles on the motherly face, there was a secret sorrow hid in the motherly heart at the flight of the first bird from the nest . . .

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"Don't feel that I am separated from you, Marmee dear, or that I love you any the less for loving John so much," she said, clinging to her mother, with full eyes, for a moment. "I shall come every day, father, and expect to keep my old place in all your hearts, though I am married . . . Thank you all for my happy wedding-day. Good-by, good-by!"

They stood watching her, with faces full of love and hope and tender pride, as she walked away, leaning on her husband's arm, with her hands full of flowers, and the June sunshine brightening her happy face, ~ and so Meg's married life began.

Little Women ~ Chapter 25

Blessings from Ohio . . . Kim<><