Rachelle Rea Cobb 3 Minute Read A couple planned their Charleston wedding for the weekend the hurricane came. When the groomsmen, the photographer, and the officiant had no way to make it onto the peninsula, the bride pleaded on a reporter’s borrowed mic for someone to come and marry them. A photography student and a minister were able to answer her plea….
Chantel 3 Minute Read When it comes to stories, I like to start at the very beginning. I like to know how things began, so that when I get to the end I can look back and relive the entire journey. And I can’t think of a more beautiful story to get to read from beginning to end than…
Guest Author 3 Minute Read My kitchen window isn’t very big and it’s nothing fancy. Just a little kitchen window above my sink with some pretty fabric draped across the top. But it is my kitchen window. The one my dear husband put in just for me.
When we first got married I became homesick for everything familiar that I had left behind; for the view from my mom’s kitchen window. I had a lot to learn about life and love along with some growing up to do.
The End.
The End.