Thanks Teleflora, I was doing just fine without your help.

After a pretty good nights sleep, a fine morning of Grammy and dog mommy duties and while drinking my mediocre raw chocolate drink and checking in with my cyber friends,my inbox was inundated with 3 different reminders to send flowers to my husband for our ninth wedding anniversary. For some reason, I haven't even been thinking about our wedding anniversary, maybe because I just got over living through his one year death anniversary. It was a little bit of a shock to remember last year when I got to live through our 8th wedding anniversary less than 3 weeks after he left this world. I went to our favorite restaurant with Jacqueline and Shiloh, we had a lovely time, I received a copy of the menu with the entire staff's condolences on it with every one writing about how much they would miss him. Wonder what I will be doing this year to commemorate our coming together. I imagine it will be quiet, somewhat emotional and I am sure that I won't be sending him any flowers.
I remember the day we got married not 10 mile from where I sit now. Doug was asking everyone if they thought that he should go through with it, looking like a deer in the headlights. That is until the ceremony started and we were walking into the huge circle of our friends and family while our friend Ed drummed and sang.
His face lit up and he smiled as we walked around, he looked very happy that the decision to follow his heart instead of his head had come to this. His mother danced to almost every song, she was also very happy that her baby boy was "gettin' hitched" It was an exhausting happy day made possible by the help of my family and friends. I knew that day that this man that I was yoking myself to would someday die in my arms, I just didn't know that it would be so soon.