Today would have been Donna’s and my 25th wedding anniversary. Gosh.
We talked briefly on Sametime today.
“I have fond memories of the day…” I started.
“Me too. HELP ME on your shoes, and Fred Stalnaker following us home.”
“We were so young.” I responded.
Later she thanked my for my postcard from the Grand Canyon, because it had prompted John (for some reason) to realize that he doesn’t say, “I love you” to her nearly enough, and had left a nice voicemail for her about that, and saying a bunch of good things to her.
That was sweet to share with me.
I stopped at the grocery store on the way home, and then cleaned up a little when I got home. Courtney arrived at about 9:30, and we had our traditional food fest.