Reflections by Linda Dyanne Bolden (read e book .txt) 📖

peal earrings and a matching peal necklace that Candice had lend her, which looked astonishing on her, revealing her natural beauty. Her braids were pin up into a roll and the front draped into dangling curls, refusing to apply any makeup just an application of lip gross. Tia thought Pam looked absolutely flawless.

Tyrone chooses his best friend Rob as his best man and a few of his buddies were his groom’s men. They all looked stunning. Candice coordinated the wedding, which she was the perfect person suited to be the divine wedding planner. Candice chose a peach chiffon silk dress that was perfectly design for her marvelous shape. She kept it very simplified not to over shine the bride, nonetheless she looked astounding, and she did an exceptional job planning the wedding, in spite of Tia wanted a black & white wedding but Candice insisted that white & black was dull and dark, she told Tia she needed to add color to her special day, which they agreed on peach and white.

The bridegroom and groom’s men were wearing a Tuscany white tuxedos with white shirts, accents II peach vest and matching Windsor tie. The bride maids and maid of honor wore beautiful floor-length peach chiffon gowns. Tia and Candice had numerous of disagreements about her bridal gown but eventually they both decided on a beautiful off the shoulders white chiffon gown. The bodice of the gown was adorned with clear cut glass crystals with a matching wrap & purse and a crystal beaded edge veil. Her wedding bouquet was all peach roses.

The wedding was picturesque; everything was coordinated in white and peach with a little touch of gold trim something Candice was adamant on adding for sparkle. Tiara must admit everyone and everything looked absolutely magnificent. As her brother Steven walked her down the aisle she felt unique, a magical day in her life. Tears flowing from her eyes as she looked into the eyes of her future husband standing so proudly, looking incredibly handsome in his white tux, his hair and goatee was cut short, trim to perfection. His smile lit up the room expressing his happiness. Tears formed in his eyes as his lips fashioned into “I love you.”

Tiara’s heart was filled with joy as they exchanged their wedding vows to one another.


Tiara–the bride
My love
Your smile delights my world.
Your mystical eyes show great zeal
Your touch affects my soul.
Your voice brightens my day.
Your compassion is so gratifying.
Your faith magnifies my strength
Your convictions deliberates my fears
Your opinions grasp my attention
Your love intensifies my joy.
Your spirit enhances my existence
Your persona cultivates my love.


Tyrone-the groom
My love 2
My love will diminish your loneliness,
My love will keep you fascinated,
My love will fulfill your days with pleasantness.
My love will have your mind captivated.
My love will erase all of your doubtfulness,
My love will keep us from becoming separated,
My love will reveal feelings of thoughtfulness.
My love will keep our interest from being deflated.
My love will satisfy you with joy and happiness.


Both wedding and the reception were held in a banquet hall. His mother and father along with her mother were seated at the wedding party table. Tyi was the only child and he had a lot of aunts and uncles, along with cousins attending the ceremony. Naturally Tia had a host of relatives and friends to celebrate her union with Tyi.

After the reception Tyrone and Tiara went back to her apartment, they were both in agreement that her apartment was bigger than his so he had moved his things into her apartment the week-end before the wedding. They decided since they had an early flight out the next day traveling on their honeymoon to the beautiful Kauai Islands in Hawaii for seven days of paradise; it would be best to spend their evening at the apartment instead of a hotel suite, in order to lower their budget. His parents had paid for their trip as a wedding gift to Hawaii, which was helpful and indeed lavishly arranged for them.

Tyi parents rented for them a honeymoon cottage on the Kauai Islands in Hawaii. The Hawaii Honeymoon vacation package began with an unlimited mileage convertible car rental from Hertz, waiting for their arrival at Kauai. They were just a short drive away from the sunny Poipu Beach, Kauai’s most prestigious and private vacation destination with no buildings higher than a coconut palm tree and they had cool tropical drinks to welcome them to paradise, with the accommodations of Kauai’s beaches, pools, spas, and a wide array of ocean activities. They marvel at a tropical sunset every evening right from their private lanai.

Their footprints were the only ones on the white sandy beach and they explored an enchanted landscaped mountains caressed with fragrant breezes and dined beside a torch lit garden before they strolled under twinkling stars. The honeymoon was incredible and every night Tyi made Tia feel exceptionally loved, with his ever so sweet & gentle love making. Tyrone took Tia places sexual that she had never gone before, and her love for him intensifies each and every day, believing that fairytales will come true. Her wedding day and honeymoon were a magical time for her as an adult, and Tia revisited her magical day as a little girl as she put her thoughts of that day in her journal.


The Little Girls Magical Day
The little girl’s short stories

As Tia continued the little girl stories she would like to reflect back to a special time for her as a little girl, she was in the first grade. Her mom had dressed her up in a beautiful new black velvet dress trim with silky pink fabric. The back of the dress was tied into a big bow. She wore pink lace socks and black Patton leather shoes. Her mother had pressed and curled her hair. She was so excited to go to school on that day because the school was having a special school assembly. She was seven years old. Her teacher directed her classmates and her into the assembly hall to the front row seats in the mid-section of the hall. She sat three seats down the front row.

The lights were dim and the vice principal came on the stage to introduce the great magician.
He started his magical act with the bird being drawling from his long black top hat. He later showed more tricks as they viewed the hat as being empty, then he magically pulled a long scarf from the hat and the more he pulled the longer it became. All the kids were laughing and enchanted by his magic. He approached center stage with bright lights shining on him, to announce for his next act, a volunteer from the audience to assist him with his next performance. He pointed right at the little girl in the front row wearing the black and pink dress. She couldn’t believe that he was pointing at her to take the stage. She was a little apprehensive at first but she continued on anyway. He told her to sit in the folded chair and hold out her hands.

The magician pulled out hand cuffs from his pockets and proceeded to cuff it onto her hands, securely locking both of the handcuffs in place. Before she could blink the cuffs were back in his hands. A lady came on the stage from the back, one of his assistant’s with a black trunk. The girl thought to herself please don’t bring out the bird again; you see the little girl was not frightened of the magical tricks but she was indeed frightened of the bird. So the lady opened the trunk and the trunk had a board laying horizontal across the trunk. He told her to lie down on the board; she hesitated for a moment out of fear but lays down anyway. The magician pulled down the top of the trunk and the little girl head peeked out of the little round hole securing her neck.

He pulled on something and then reopened the trunk revealing nothing on the inside of the trunk. She could hear the audience in rhythm saying OOH!! Of course nothing was seen but her head. Had she been beheaded by this man? He closed the trunk and reopened it again and her body was attached again. Then he pulled out a watch and told the suddenly frighten little girl to follow it. She became sleepy as she struggled to follow his big round watch. When she had awakened everyone was telling her how she was floating in mid-air on the board. She vaguely remember moving around in the air so gently like an angel in a black velvet dress, and that magical moment kept her wondering to this day was she pick because of that beautiful black dress that she wore on that day. Her days in the third grade were a little more disturbing to say the least.


The Knuckle Breaker
The little girl short stories


She had entered the third grade; her teacher was an old wrinkly little lady. She can't remember the teacher's name but she remembers how mean she had been towards her throughout the school year. She will never forget this grade because the little old lady didn't had any mercy for her, or her classmates. Talk about cruel and unlawful punishment this would be the witch she had as a teacher. The teacher had three 12 inch rulers taped together, which was to punish the entire class if they act out or gave her any lip. Back in the day, whatever method the teachers chose to use for punishment was acceptable by the school board.

You could hit a kid in class and no one would stop you from doing so. Any way’s the little girl on numerous occasions was the victim of her abuse, primarily it was the little girls fault, because she had a very smart mouth. Even when she wasn’t being flip-lipped her teacher would blame her anyhow and tell her to get the Knuckle breaker (the three 12 inch rulers taped together) off her desk and whack her knuckles with it all the time in front her classmates. She had an instant dislike for this teacher from the moment that she entered into her classroom.

The cruelest punishment of all was when she caught someone talking or disrupting her class more than once during class period, she would make the kid sit under her desk for the remainder of the day.

The little girl remember those times all so well, it was a lot of days, she would be forced to go under her desk and sit there in the dark until class was over. The kids would laugh at her, she would cry and mumble curse words under her breath. The worst torture of all was when the old witch of a teacher would take a seat at the desk and the little girl had to, not only be forced in the darkness, but she also had to smell the staleness of her body odor. She got blamed so many times for things she did not do; however, she became sick of it, went home one day and told her mom what the teacher would do to her. Yes, her mother, of course made a visit the very next day.

Her teacher gave such a bad report on her; consequently her mother ensured the teacher if she ever have any more trouble out of her child, she would personally come back to the school and whip her right there in front