In the old Days....Most people got married in June because they took their yearly bath in May, and they still smelled pretty good by June.. However, since they were starting to smell . .. . brides carried a bouquet of flowers to hide the body odor. Hence the custom today of carrying a bouquet when getting married.

It is from the word "hello" that their lives together begin; first date, more dates, passionate kisses and hugs, laughter, love making. Marriage comes with responsibilities, kids, fights about money, arguments on whatever, forever, with no words of forgiveness to fix the cracks of their marriage; the loneliness sets in which is followed by an "Affair". Many times with marriage comes divorce-only the strong are able to resist its…

Is love's innocence only for the young or can the old be swept away by its hopeful energy for happiness? Is it a wistful whim of opportunity and lust built on obligation and guilt? Does it change over the years; for better and then for worse or can it blossom into a lifetime of happiness? Where does one go to feel it again, to know the power of love and its awe inspiring brilliance? Can I have it again? I don't know.....…

"Just as at the Olympic games it is not the handsomest or strongest men who are crowned with victory but the successful competitors, so in life it is those who act rightly who carry off all the prizes and rewards." - Aristotle