I wish there was someway I could write down all the funny things that have happened to us over the years. And I wish there was someway to contain the tears of laughter and the sound of our laughter so I could replay it over and over on the hard days.
And dear blog friends, I soooo wish there was some way I could properly document my favorite Rebekah story for you. But it has only been 16 years and it is still too painful to talk of. We only whisper in hushed tones about it every once in a while. One day, when we are finally able to live close to each other (we plan on having nursing home rooms right by each other), we will be able to laugh about it. Without our hubbies knowing we are laughing. Cause I don't think they will ever think it is funny.
But, if you are curious you can know it involves:
~a pop-up camper parked across the street from a beach
~a tropical depression at said beach
~the forgetting of "falling back" on our watches the night before something very important
~some tears
~okay, a lot of tears
I love you Rebekah and thank you for putting up with me and my nonsense!
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