Friday Fictioneers-A Winter Wedding on Smathers Beach

Thank you Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for the using my photo. I’m tickled to death about it! It was taken at public beach post 10 on Smathers Beach on the beautiful island of Key West. The bridge served as the wedding aisle for my Meggie and Chris on their big day.

Genre: Memoir

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Meggie holds Daddy’s hand. Guitar music floats in the ocean air. Β Mom stands at the end of the bridge that serves as the wedding aisle. Dressed in white, daughter smiles at Daddy says, “we better get moving.” He shakes his head and grins. He squeezes her close and starts the short walk to her husband-to-be. Sand in toes; waves lap the shore. Lemon-yellow, morning sun. Chris looks at his bride-to-be with adoration and love. Meggie takes his hand. Pledges of life and love are made. Dad slips his hand in Mom’s and whispers, “this is perfect. Everything is perfect.”

68 thoughts on “Friday Fictioneers-A Winter Wedding on Smathers Beach

    • Hey Ted,

      I wanted to write a sad story this week. Or something dark; raw. But then I saw the photo was mine and I had to share the memory of one of my happiest days. The day I watched my daughter promise forever to the man of her dreams. Can’t wait to read your story…

      Hey! Thanks for plugging my blog on your page. You get a couple xoxoxoxox’s for that. πŸ˜‰

      Love, Renee

  1. Awww.. perfection, indeed. It’s a beautiful pic and thanks for sharing knowing the myriad of stories that will come out of it – dark, humor, sad.. πŸ™‚
    Heartiest Congratulations on your daughter’s wedding.:-)

    • Thank you sweetness. I so wanted to write something dark and raw for this prompt, but I had to retell of my daughter and son-in-law’s special day. I’m glad you liked the picture. So did I. Wink, wink.

      Love, Renee

    • It was one of the most beautiful and laid back places I’d ever been. My daughter and son-in-law wanted a beach wedding and that’s what they got. Roger Darling and I didn’t want to leave. I could live there in a heartbeat. I envisioned myself sitting on the beach basking in the morning sun. Writing my book and drinking strong coffee. After I finished a chapter I’d run into the ocean to cool my fevered skin, then walk back to my bungalow. I’d eat fresh pineapple and coconut and go for a run. Bliss.

      Love, Renee

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    • Yes, I need to add memoir to the post. Thanks for the compliment on the photo and sweet words to my family. We love the young man that holds our daughter’s heart. He’s good and kind. Very funny and sweet. Roger and I couldn’t be happier.

      Love, Renee

  3. considering that you referred to meggie’s father as “Daddy,” then why refer to her mother as “Her Mom”? why not just Mom? it might be a matter of perspective or who the narrator is.

    things are flexible of course, but “husband to be” should really be “husband-to-be,” which makes it one word, which gives you two more to play with. same with “lemon-yellow” which gives you another word to play with.

    well done.

    • Thank you for your suggestions. I’m still learning and need all the help I can get. I’ll be sure to make the necessary changes to make the story flow better.

      I wanted to write something dark or raw this week. I couldn’t though when I thought about the story behind the photo. Even this dark and silly girl has brightness in her life once in awhile.

  4. Hi Renee, thank you for the photo this week, I have one very similar, but mine was taken at South Beach Florida. I love being near the sea.
    Your story feel that I was also present at your daughter’s wedding, thank you for that.
    Dee

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