Well, my fingerprints and other paperwork didn't make it back from D.C. in time for Jonathan to take them to Rwanda. The good news is that I have SEVERAL people headed to Rwanda this month at different times who are all lined up to get them there. The bad part is that I need those finger prints to be there ASAP so that Jonathan can get working on the legal stuff for Lionel. Oh well. . .God's perfect timing and not mine. . .not even my back up timing apparently.
Andy proposed during a curtain call of Me and My Girl , a musical in which he played an old man who went most of his life without telling the woman he loved that he loved her... Twenty-three years ago today Andy asked me to marry him. . . . he was my best friend and I thought he was the love of my life. Should I have said no? I don't know how many times I have now been asked a version of that question in the past couple of years and I cannot count the number of times I have asked myself that question over the past decade, but it is a dumb question with no great answer. If I would have said no 23 years ago, I would have saved myself from so many tears and so much pain, but I would have missed so much laughter and so many exciting firsts and I would be such a different person. . . . Because of this day, 23 years ago, I am who I am and I have so much to be thankful for. Because of this day, 23 years ago, I have five of the best kids on the planet. They are t
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