I hear from FoxNews that it finally happened. Prince Charles and Camilla were married.

I'm not a royal watcher, but this caught my eye. I've been known to say that love finds its own way. (Which is a variation of my Father's favorite saying, "Water finds its own level". )

If a love is meant to be, nothing can stop it. If it is not meant to be, nothing can make it right.

Through 30 plus years their love story has wound around, tangled, knotted and untied several times. Having my own complicated love story, I appreciate the dynamics of it all.

Now I know all you naysayers out there who care enough to comment are thinking, "She only wants to be the Queen." Perhaps, but what of Charles? He obviously loves Camilla. He has endangered his standing with the public and endured the tabloid attacks. All the while, waiting to make Camilla his wife.

I have to say this story brings out the 1/8th of me that has a tinge of romanticism. So with that 1/8th, I say, "Blessings."