"We're just going to love her"

THE CHRISTIAN SCIENCE MONITOR

One Thanksgiving Day our son telephoned from six thousand miles away to tell us he had met "the girl of his dreams." (He really said those very words.) Could he bring her home for Christmas? Three days later, he phoned again to ask if we could prepare a wedding as part of our Christmas celebration.

You have to understand that for more than twenty-five years I had been practicing my gracious response to just such a request from any of our children. It came off well, I thought, and the planning began.

Less than a month later, the young couple stepped off the plane. We were on tiptoe to meet the girl of our son's dreams. She was gorgeous! Her blond hair defied common sense. It hung within inches of her high heels. As nearly as we could tell, she ate only chocolate, and she could explain everything mechanical.

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