I walked into the glade on my father's arm. I couldn't stop smiling and I felt as though I was floating through the air. Sure enough, as I approached my husband-to-be, I heard harps playing.

It actually took a few minutes to realize that we didn't have a harpist. We didn't have any music at all at the moment. Ah well, it didn't matter. I already knew I was crazy. I just wasn't expecting confirmation on my wedding day.

It was a good 2 hours later when Dave and Jean Cominolo introduced me to their wedding present ~ a harpist who had played for me. I was so relieved at not being crazy and hearing things that I didn't even get the good lady's name.

By the way, it was wonderful music. Heavenly as a matter of fact.

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