Amidst all this fundraising not only have I almost forgotten Thanksgiving is in 3 days, but until about 5:00pm Tuesday I realized that today, November 25th, is my 8 year anniversary to Brandon. I have blown it – officially. And…. I need a nap – desperately. This fundraising business is exhausting when you are running a business, twin 4 year olds, and missing a husband who seems to be traveling a lot these past two months. Apparently I think I am still in college and a concoction of Mt. Dew and Red Bull is all I need to pull off miracles. Wouldn’t that be amazing?
So here is my ode to my lovely family and past 8 years. It all started at this little school called Sierra Vista oh about 28 years ago. You know, when I had a crush on my now husband…and made the mistake of telling him a few years ago. Now what was an innocent crush has turned into, “her life-long dream was to marry me”, if you ask him. I just let him believe that – whatever makes you happy, Brandon.
A 10 year high school reunion, wedding, opening a business, several trials and tribulations starting a family, a house quickly followed by IVF 2 weeks later, a difficult pregnancy, beautiful twin girls, an open heart surgery procedure and a total of 8 years of marriage later here we are. It’s been crazy, often times trying and but most times, fun.
The most stunning result of our union
Capturing their innocence in a field in Mommy’s wedding dress. Their most favorite day ever….and one of mine.
Best last minute family bonding idea ever.
