The Long Road Home by James Chaisson

Entry 2:

When Samuel was 20 and Rose was 19, they got married. Their wedding took place in an open field in Western Massachusetts, it was close to where they had grown up and always held a special place in Rose’s heart. Whenever she drove past that field she would stare off into the distance and get lost in the beauty. That place, that field was almost magical for Rose. Although she knew that pixies and fairies weren’t real, she always had a faint feeling that that place housed such creatures.

On their wedding day as guests looked out over that field, they could see some small green trees lining the horizon and a bright green grass that covered the field which made it look like an emerald garden. The warm wind along with the crystal blue sky made the whole event feel enchanted.

Rose's family was all there, her mother, six sisters and her one older brother. Her father had passed away only three years earlier but his presence could still be felt by Rose. Samuel's family was there as well, his father and mother, and his younger brother. Beyond the immediate members of each ones family were extended members, aunts and uncles, cousins, and even grandparents. Friends of both the bride and groom were there as well. It was a day like no other for Samuel and even more so for Rose.

She often spoke about that day with such nostalgia that those listening were transported in time to that very moment. I was privileged to hear the story of their wedding day on a number of occasions and I’m certainly glad to have had that pleasure.

To Be Continued...