Just over two weeks ago, Ella was a very sick pup. Her respiratory and immune systems struggled to stay ahead of the pneumonia and RSV.
Today, Ella is doing much better and well on the road to recovery. We are incredibly grateful to all the members of “Team Ella” for their efforts to nurse Ella back to good health.
Seventeen years ago – before family, friends, and God – we repeated our marriage vows and entered into the sacrament of marriage.
Now that we are fairly well established, it is probably safe for me to admit that I married well above myself. I was lucky.
I was incredibly lucky to even meet Lisa.
I was lucky she agreed to go out on a date with me.
I was lucky she fell in love with me.
I was lucky she agreed to my marriage proposal.
I was lucky she agreed to move to America.
I was lucky she actually went through with the marriage ceremony.
And now, seventeen years later I am still lucky. I am lucky I can still make her laugh when I make a mistake and need to get out of trouble. I’m lucky she lets me think that I’m in charge and I’m lucky that she puts up with me when I get too full of myself.
Most of all, I am lucky that she still makes my heart race.
Dear God, thank you for making me such a lucky fellow.