Fourteen years ago, on a very cool, crisp fall day in Boston, we said our vows. The day was wonderful.
Our special plans for today? Well, dinner out, of course. But, with the children. No, it's not that we don't have any place to leave the children. It's because Brother would have such high anxiety that we have chosen to take the children with us. You see, Brother is going to receive First Holy Communion this Sunday with Sister. This, on top of his Gramma visiting is bringing enough anxiety to disrupt sleep. I can't add to that. It's just rotten timing.
Happy Anniversary to my dear, beleaguered husband!
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