Noon: Cramps, Comments, A Crown

Wearily, I dumped my briefcase in the corner and shrugged my overnight bag onto the bed. I’d been away from home working on my book. As I sat down on the edge of the bed to shuck my shoes, a flash of glitter caught my eye. A sparkling tiara rested on my pillow.Now, I’ve never been a Lilac Princess or a Prom Queen, and I most certainly am not a morning person. Yet every day before he leaves for work my husband, Derek, kisses me and says, “Good morning, Princess.” After almost 26 years of marriage, he decided to make it official. He went out and bought me a crown and left it on my pillow to welcome me home/ Cindy Hval , SR Front Porch. More here. (Amazon.com photo)

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Question: Have you ever worn any kind of crown — princess, parade queen, homecoming queen, etc.?