#Writephoto The Sound Of Silence.

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We stood quietly wrapped in fleece blankets waiting for the signal. I knew it wouldn’t be much longer. The cold had turned the tips of my fingers blue and my teeth clacked like in an old Saturday morning cartoon.

Sarah was still, I had never seen her as calm, her usual chitter chatter could drive you mad I would zone her out frequently. Today she stood in this freezing Trancept waiting to walk up to the Nave with me guiding her. Under the blankets we stood in our best bib and tucker, her my baby girl all grown.

“You okay Dad, don’t be nervous everything will be just right, and if anything changes then it was meant to change, hold that thought.” I smiled, “What if I do it all wrong, screw it up and spoil everything. What if I can’t walk or God forbid I loose my voice and can’t talk… worse what if I make a bloody nupty of myself and cry?”

My hand shook, she took it in hers pulled me to sit on the gothic stone where millions had walked before us and said.”You couldn’t ruin anything with any of that, because, you know what, if you did it all and fell down to boot, it would be something to remember and never something to regret. The important thing today is what we say and mean, everything else is decoration.” Just then a tiny buzz rang, it was time.

We dropped our blankets, I straightened her train took her face in my hands. Our eyes locked and my lip trembled. “I know Dad, I love you too.” Each step was taken with care, as each step of her life I had cared for her and now in the silence of the Trancept I needed no words to let her know what was in my heart. All that was needed was the sound of silence …

We place so much pressure on the day we marry when as Sarah said it is mostly decoration. QUESTION Dad’s What did you, or will you say to your daughter? Daughter’s what did Dad say to you.? Unmarried what do you hope the person giving you away will say?

I am dying to hear, please don’t disappoint me I will get back soonest. 😇