Please welcome my beautiful and loving mother, Donna... Two weeks ago my husband and I saw our youngest child and only daughter marry the man she’s loved for the last ten years. She was married here at the home where she grew up, on a warm day at summer’s end - gathering all the people most important to her in one place. There was singing and dancing and joy and laughter. My heart melted as my daughter, the beautiful bride, took the arm of her father - my husband of almost 40 years. They walked towards us through the grass...