November 26, 2012


This holiday weekend we all went around the table and, in the most predictable fashion, gave thanks. My mom gave thanks to my sister for giving her grandchildren – but as we were wrapping up and Jeremy was helping with dishes she told Jeremy how thankful she was that he married me.

I’m thankful for that too. 

You see, a little over 4 years ago Jeremy asked my parents, in a hotel room in Orlando, Florida, for permission to marry me. It was early in the morning and I was in the hotel cafeteria getting us coffee when he showed them the tiny heirloom ring that he would propose with. They gave him permission but they also gave him a word of precaution… that I can be a handful. That being married to me wouldn’t be easy. He promised them that he could handle it – that he thought it would be fun. That evening, after making ourselves dizzy on the Mad Tea Party ride at Disneyworld, Jeremy proposed. I still had fresh wounds from a failed starter marriage. I had no idea what I was getting myself in to. But I trusted him enough to say yes.

Over four years later I’ve absolutely proven myself to be a handful and Jeremy continues to handle it like a champ. And me? I am most definitely thankful for what I’ve gotten myself into. 

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