Great News

I realize I seem to have fallen off the face of the earth, right after starting to post here.  After starting a new “series,” even!  But I have a good reason.

My wonderful Hercules, the love of my life, asked me to marry him.  And I said yes.  And we somehow, amazingly, managed to pull off an absolutely beautiful, near-perfect wedding in a short amount of time without spending an excessive amount of money or brain cells.  This, my friends, is not normal.  It is, in fact, nothing short of miraculous.  But that’s kinda just how we roll…how our entire relationship has been from the beginning.  Right from the start, our conversations were frank and comfortable, even as we delved into subjects that were probably much too deep to delve into as soon as we did.  I spent a long time waiting for the other shoe to drop.  And yet, it’s only gotten sweeter with time.  Even when we argue, even in the times when one or both of us would swear the other is from a different planet, we still fit together.  The places where we are different just fit together like the pieces of a puzzle.  I love this man like I’ve never even imagined loving anyone else.   I am thrilled beyond belief to announce that you may now call me Mrs. Hercules.  (Or Hope.  Hope is good, too.)

There is more to say.  This event (or rather, collection of events), and the rest of life that hasn’t slowed down for it, have stirred me up and caused me to learn and given me so much more to write about than I would have thought possible.  But some of that will have to wait.  Right now I need to go see what my husband (Mmmmm, doesn’t that sound sweet?) has planned for dinner.


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