Thursday, June 26, 2014

June Wedding


Diary Entry of a Young Girl

When I grow up, I want to get married in my mom's wedding dress. I saw it in her closet today. It is just so beautiful--a white silk gown with sparkling beads. I want to walk down the aisle with my dad by my side. I don't want a big wedding, but I want all my friends and family to be there. And I have to marry that boy who sits next to me in my English class. He is just so cute. I want a June wedding so I can carry a bridal bouquet with white roses from my mom's garden. I want to get married in the same Chapel where she married dad, the one with the red door and those beautiful stained glass windows. I just know it will be a sunny day and I will be so happy. Oh, and I'm going to be a great writer.


walking down the aisle-
love and mom's wedding dress, but
dad not by her side


This weekend, I went for a drive and I noticed this beautiful little Church, which inspired my haibun (a combination of prose and haiku). Shared with Poets United for Midweek Motif ~ Diary Stories. I hope everyone is having a wonderful summer! xx

20 comments:

  1. Very real indeed--with that one missing element. Few of our childhood dreams come that close.

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  2. bittersweat last line...and hope that dress turns out a bit better for her than her mother you know...wanting to be like them...we oft miss the challenges they face as well...i took it as dad left, though it could be he died...either way it is tragic...

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  3. Dear Loredana've built a truly brilliant poetic prose around a recurring theme in women's lives ...
    My teacher of creative writing ,had a daughter who was able for the wedding
    , wearing the dress of her mother. It was December in Pavia and she got married in the same very old church where they had married parents ... A touch of tenderness .... due to the huge snowfall, the father took his daughter on his shoulders do not let her go through the churchyard in the snow ....La tua poesìa muove emozioni e ricordi ,così nei commenti ci saranno tante scene da tanti matrimoni che sarà bello tornare a leggere. Spero di non aver fatto troppi errori nel mio inglese...Un grande abbraccio e buona estate a NY!!!Rita.
    ( PS. Io e mia figlia abbiamo due taglie così diverse,per noi non sarebbe stato davvero possibile...)

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    1. Cara Rita, grazie di aver condiviso un bel ricordo. I tuoi commenti sono sempre graditi in qualsiasi lingua! Spero che stai passando una bella estate. Un grande abbraccio, Loredana :)

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  4. You have created how your marriage should get happened. I felt laughter when i read that you want to marry the boy sitting next to you in english class. If the things get happened in our real life what we taught then it will be very much of excitement!

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  5. Credo che in tante ci possiamo riconoscere nel tuo racconto....e la finale triste dell'assenza del padre è stato uguale anche per me . Abbraccio e buon weekend

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    1. Cara Jane, mi dispiace dell'assenza di tuo padre. Un grande abbraccio :)

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  6. I love the retrospective here - harkening back to those pages we write as youngsters. If I were to go back and read my childhood writings, I wonder what feelings I would have? Very sad line about the father...

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  7. No father would be the only thing missing from such childhood want, dreams come close, bringing a smile at the same time

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  8. Ah, sometimes life comes close to fulfilling one's dreams....but then again close is not always good enough.

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  9. Very nice pictures and the story. :) I am sure she will become the great writer, but I am not sure about the weather. ;) I also thought that on my wedding will be the nice weather, but it was cold and windy, but the day after was very sunny, of course. :D

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  10. Un petit chemin
    qui avançait droit devant lui
    tourna pour embrasser une jolie fleur

    Comment encore douter
    de la puissance de la beauté
    d'une fleur

    Amicalement Pascal

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  11. Bittersweet, yet still very beautiful, Loredana.
    I hope you are having a wonderful summer too!

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  12. Very touching, written with a very believable voice. I'm really captivated by the accompanying photos. Nicely done!

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  13. It sounds just like a young girl's diary entry musing about love and marriage...lovely

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  14. It's such a lovely entry by a young girl. It's just what she would write. Lovely.

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  15. So sad dad was not by her side, but I'm sure he was there!

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  16. I can see how that pretty church could inspire your beautiful words. I love these sweet sentiments - a girl's dream. I have a wedding this summer - my youngest son is getting married. Weddings always make me cry and your pretty prose did too. xo Karen

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