Yesterday was a great Father's Day. It was our day off and it was much needed! Andy and Kevin rode their bikes to Silverton and we (the rest of the Braners and the rest of the Blackwells) were their support staff. The scenery was beautiful (perfect day), but my pictures don't reflect that because my camera was set on some funky setting (again). Bummer! After the bike ride, we all went to our house and napped (I took a four hour nap) followed by four more hours of just chilling out and snacking. It was perfect!
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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