When I look at YOU....
Our weekend of reunion is over. We havent all been home together since Pop died. This was a happy occasion, beyond happy... joyous. I can only add a few pictures but they are well chosen to reflect a bit of what and how I feel. When I look at these people, that mean the world to me, I can say I feel a comfort that only few can provide. My husband. Andy. We can fight, and tussle... hard. But when we are on-we rock. We had it all together this night. He made me laugh, and dance, and relax. After the last posts about having two husbands at this wedding, I can tell you... I am a lucky gal. We all sat together and enjoyed our company. My Andy was gracious and understanding. We danced and snuggled and laughed some more. I felt like a schoolgirl with him. There are a few pictures of my brothers and I. I chose this one because we are all so relaxed. You can hardly see Danny but to my left you can see his smiling fa...