It still amazes me that it took 18 months to plan our perfect wedding.
And it was absolutely perfect.
It was exactly the way I wanted it to be and we both had so much fun.
We both had smiles from ear to ear.
I remember leaving the reception on our way to 7-11 for some gatorade and both of us were just so amazed at the day.
We were so glad that it was over but we had an amazing time.
It was the best day ever.
More amazing is that in a split second that perfect day became just a memory.
A split second and one guy's cheap ass who didn't buy new tires for his SUV.
It still makes me very angry that he could afford to drive a SUV from Geneva to Orlando every day (approx 33 miles) but he couldn't afford new tires.
A split second for me to go from happy wife to widow.
It took 6 days for us to know Roger's fate. Six very long days. I woke up early and stayed up late. I slept very little and not very well.
It took us one hour to plan his funeral. At the same church as our wedding, it took only took an hour.