there have been a few dates that have come and gone while i was on “sabbatical” that i should mention….well i don’t know if i should but i want to.
july 18, 2013: marks the 12th year that leslie hasn’t been with us. andy was at camp so i had to work and hang out alone. some years i spend the day reflecting and smiling and laughing at the memories and other years i can’t get past the tears to really smile at the fun times we shared. this year was a strange mix of the two. i would have crocodile tears running down my face and burst into laughter fluttering between the two extremes all day. it was weird but surprisingly comforting. i wore my ladybug earrings that i got for my birthday in her honor and her blue necklace that she bought when she went to the beach with me and my family. (i have to wear it around my wrist as a bracelet because the clasp pulls hair like no bodies business…which explains 1. why it was on the clearance table when leslie picked it out and 2. why it had her brown hair stuck in it when claudette gave it to me. i also bought a sprite and drank it. at lunch in high school i would usually share her lunch (usually eat a fry) and share her drink which was always sprite – so it only seemed right to enjoy one!
july 21, 2013: marks the 12th year andy and i have been together and the 6th year we have been married. with each year i think about our story and how imperfectly perfect it is for us. i think about all the ups and downs of before we were together and after. i think about all of the could have beens and should have beens. i think about how lucky i am to have him in my life and how blessed i am that he is my best friend and husband. this is when i tell you that we had an incredibly romantic date with a horse-drawn carriage ride to a 5 star restaurant with a sting quartet playing while we laughed over the best meals ever…but i would be lying…what we did was close to that – we spent the night at vbs at church.
july 28 – august 3, 2013: high school trip to montreat. it was surprisingly cool and a good week. there were good things about the program and bad…but it is still wonderful montreat. one of the nights the choir was singing and on the front row of the auditorium we heard a noise (it wasn’t terrible but it was different). there was a little old man playing a recorder. we laughed at him. it was out of place and seemed a little weird. then it got weirder. after that song he went on stage. there were two youth playing drums and they looked confused like this man wasn’t suppose to be on the stage. he walked up to the microphone with his 3 recorders (all different sizes) and started to play with the choir. when they finished the choir director came to the front and I figured he would ask him to leave the stage but he didn’t…he let him play another song. the man was so excited and it made me tear up. he was so passionate about being up in front of 500 youth and wanted to share his talent with all of us and he did. he was allowed to play and you could see the joy that it brought to him. it was a touching moment to me and one of the high lights of my week.
august 21, 2013: marks the 7th year anniversary of when he proposed to me and my wildest dreams became a reality.
I am sure there are other dates that fall into this post…but I can’t think of them off the top of my head. this is the problem with not blogging on a regular basis!