I love my husband, continued

Reflecting on September 11th, I remember how much I missed David that week when it happened, and he was in Fayetteville painting a set. I slept on the couch with the radio on (tuned to public radio) all night, all week. And it was the "live your life now" wake up call of those terrorist acts that made me realize I wanted to marry him. Three months later we were on our Florida honeymoon!

We're thinking of going to Florida this December, taking Emma, of course. The logistics worry me a little (including 12 hour drives), but I look forward to it.