She entered the church wearing a gown few over 50 could wedge a thigh into. Heck, that gown would be a fantasy for a 35-year-old. The fitted mermaid style gown was punctuated with a pair of designer Colorado-style cowboy boots.
Lloyd, once the paster of the church in which they wed, beamed with pride in his 007 style tuxedo as his bride waltzed confidently up the aisle to her soulmate. The groom’s father presided.
Grief brought these two together. And the Emotionally Naked love story started here on this blog, not a dating app or match.com.
The wedding, which had originally been a planned affair for 50 grew into an event with 200 friends and family who watched the fairy tale unfold. They shared printed copies of the story, Where was God when my child died and the tale of how they met played out on the back of the wedding program.
Lloyd’s daughter looked every bit as lovely as Tamara had described. Blake, his son, better than a dashing footman. Lloyd’s sister and mother, thrilled to welcome Tamara into their family. All of us adoring friends delighted to see them come together finally.
After the nuptials, Lloyd and Tamara Harvey Braswell bade farewell, waved a wand to call on their horse and carriage and rode off into the sunset to the famed historic Jefferson Palace in downtown Richmond. From there they will fly back to Colorado where they will live happily ever after.