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I Was Just Getting Used to the Idea

I was just getting used to the idea of our 13-year-old daughter having a “boyfriend”. We went to movies as chaperones, of sorts, although we wanted to see the movies anyway. We went to dinner once, laughed a little, watched her (passively) text all night to him.

And then, one day, it was all over. I wasn’t expecting to take it hard, really, but I kind of did. I mean, I wasn’t a basket case, but it was all a bit sad. I was just getting used to the idea, and then there was no idea to get used to anymore. Just like that.

What happened? “Things just weren’t working. Things changed.” What things changed? We apparently will never know. The questions are answered with, “I know you’re curious and that’s normal, but it wasn’t working out.”

Ok, then.

“Plus, we still have Alicia to take to lunch and movies.”

That sounds ok.

Can we just not have this again until much later?

A Year Ago Today

I sent text to my sister-in-law out-of-the-blue and found she was mid-crisis with her father. He passed away just minutes after I asked her if my brother was on the way.

Most “little girls” are devastated to lose her daddy. My sister-in-law was no exception.

I like to think that Jimmy is looking down on his little girl every day, watching her, admiring her, being so very proud of her for the accomplishments in her life and the difficulties she’s overcome, and the times when her heart is just full of love for her family and friends. And her daddy.

Our 4th Anniversary

Hard to believe, but it has been 4 years since Ian and I were married. It was 4pm at the Douglas County Courthouse .. 4 years ago. We were dressed to get married and we brought a photographer with us, and a few guests, like my family and our friends Lori, Kate and Steve.

Several people cried. It was a wonderful ceremony by The Honorable Susan Bazis.

After the ceremony, we headed to the Upstream Brewing Company and had some lovely schnitzel, a beautiful wedding cake made by their pastry chef and some raspberry beer. It was awesome, courtesy of my mom and dad.

Four years later, we were in a slightly warmer Dallas, where we were visiting for Thanksgiving, looking at apartments and having dinner at the ever-so-lovely Lawry’s Prime Rib Dallas. We got dressed up and borrowed my dad’s SUV and drove downtown all by ourselves. My husband pulled out my chair for me. 🙂 The service and the food… to die for, really. The ambience; unforgettable.

A glass of the best Cabernet and a toast to us with my husband of 4 years, priceless.

Happy Birthday to Ian

49 years ago, a baby was born several thousand miles away who would eventually be my best friend and my husband. I am thankful and happy to have you in my life. Sometimes I look at you and think, “Thank God for you”. Thanks for loving me and making me laugh and talking me into feeling better when I don’t want to. Thanks for making me think about things that never occur to me, and making my dinner most days. Thanks for listening when I disagree with you and saying I’m right sometimes (I like to win). Thanks for your patience when everything seems to go wrong and your support when everything goes right. You are a wonderful husband

Other times, I think, “Brittany is so lucky to have you for a dad, someone who loves and cares for her so much.” Thank you for being such an awesome dad. Thank you for dropping everything at the last minute and making random trips to school to drop off things forgotten, taking her to the doctor and knowing the right things to say when I can’t voice those things myself.

Thanks for sharing your dreams with us and making our lives happy.

Everyone loves you, but I get to spend my whole life with you. How lucky I am, indeed.

Happy, happy birthday to the man I love! ❤