And so, Cinderella, you shall go to the Ball...

Invitations were sent out many months ago following Chris’ famous proposal having completed his Atlantic crossing.  As big sister, Charlotte was to have an important part in proceedings.  And nothing could get in the way of that.  Not even breast cancer.  Least of all breast cancer.

Out of our adversity, our strength is garnered and becomes realised.  The last seven months have comprised something of a rollercoaster.  Time has taken on a whole new dimension.  Life is not what it was.  It is precious.  It is sacred.  Emotions are not what they were.  They have been intensified, amplified, and are suddenly very real and very loud. 

And that’s just from my perspective...  Looking through the window I do.  This story has no ugly sisters, but there is a destructive alien that has had to be put in its place which has taken more than a few fairy godmothers. 

Thankfully, Charlotte is not short of fairy godmothers.  And her would-be Buttons is well up to the job.  This weekend they boarded their own pumpkin (leaving the trusty tandem at home) and travelled to celebrate her sister’s big day.  Nothing could stop her.  Not even breast cancer.  Least of all breast cancer.  Whilst this is far from a fairytale, there is much happiness to be discerned, if we take time to look around us. 

"Even miracles take a little time"

Cinderella's Fairy Godmother