Romance alert!

Hi all,
I just received my latest edition of Victoria magazine and there's an article in it featuring
a book called "Wedding days: When & How Great Marriages Began" and I have to share
a paragraph from it. It just touched my heart so deeply and being the hopeless romantic that
I am, even brought tears to my eyes.
Be careful, it might do the same to you :)

In 1644, the English statesman and writer Sir Richard Fanshawe married Anne Harrison
in Oxford, England. After King Charles was beheaded in 1649, the Fanshawes sided with
the Royalists until Sir Richard was captured by Oliver Cromwell's troops and imprisoned
at Whitehall in 1651. Rain or shine, Anne stood beneath her husband's prison window every
morning at 4 o'clock, which was the only time they could see each other for months, until
she won his release. It rained a lot that year, and Anne later recalled how the rain went in
at her neck and came out by her heels. Eventually, she wrote her memoirs about their life
together. This is what she said about Richard, more than 350 years ago:

"Glory be to God, we never had but one mind throughout our lives. Our souls were
wrapped up in each other's, our aims and designs one, our loves one, and our
resentments one. We so studied one the other, that we knew each other's mind by
our looks. Whatever was real happiness, God gave it me in him."









Have a romantic weekend,
deborah