Flaming June's Love

Its that time of year again, visiting Philadelphia for the checkup. Im usually excited to go tot the city and gofor a nice dinner with Andy and maybe take a walk through the sites. I think I ll go tot the museum on Friday after my appt. We can desguise the trip as a "fun" time. But right under the surface, I know, It is a trip to check on the heart. Make sure its still banging away ti was meant to be. One of these times it will not be ok. I know that. Almost 11 years with no problems at all.  Not a single hiccup. And I know when it does happen Ill be scared. Cant think about that too much, or you ruin today. So for now, I think of a nice dinner in Philly with my guy, a walk down some historic spot that Andy will find for me. Hopefull a fe hours in the museum. But not until I meet with the guy that tells me, either 1. see you in six months or 2. Why dont you stay a day or two and we will catch up on some tests. Lets hope for the first option.

This is the ONE. 700 photographs from Allie and Ryans wedding. This one says it all for the past 26 years. The photographer actually didnt take this one. One of allies friends took it. It surely isnt set up since her cutoffs and dress hanger are in the background. It was one of the only times during this day that I wnated to cry.  So close I was. Dont hold her too close or I wont let go. Dont look at her, I wont let go. Dont say anything I wont let go. As a 22 year old kid, I had this baby.  Oh she was cute alright, but she cried constantly for the first 6 months. At one point I thought if I left her at the mall, someone nice would take her. Then something happened. Sh started to talk, and smile, and laugh with me. My heart opened up a whole new chapter. Named Allie. I know that marriage, time, children, distance will never change the relationship we have. My tears are more of a recognition of how much she means to me. My world has been the "GIRLS" sinc...