July 6th, 2002. I was 21. He was 24. We had no idea. Seriously, not a clue. All we knew was the room was filled to the brim with the people we loved most, the food was good and music & dancing were even better. Babies. That's all we were. Without a clue. This post probably goes against all rules ... View Post

The odd thing about this form of communication is that you're more likely to talk about nothing than something. But I just want to say that all this nothing has meant more to me than so many somethings. - You've Got Mail A few months ago, my husband and I were lamenting about the fact that there ... View Post