Last night, my evening became more eventful than I would have liked.  It was a pretty normal Thursday evening to start: drop Abigail off at ballet, drive home and feed the two littles, head back out the door with the littles to go pick up Abigail after dance class……..and that’s when the wheels kinda flew off the bus.  I was in a hurry, and I have gotten into a bad habit of dropping my keys and handbag in the front seat so I have both hands free to load up baby Zara in the back.  I told Zander to go around to his side of the car and to climb…

Twenty-five years……..how is that even possible??  On August 5th, 1995, I said “I do”, and promised myself to the love of my life.  Being barely eighteen years old at that time, the idea of celebrating our twenty-fifth anniversary seemed like a lifetime away, and of course, there was never a thought that one of us wouldn’t be here to celebrate such a milestone occasion.  In more recent years, our plans were to celebrate our silver anniversary by having the simple yet elegant outdoor wedding we had always dreamed of, followed by a long honeymoon in Hawaii.  By the time we reached our twenty-fourth anniversary, I think we both knew that…