So last Friday, Randy and I went to get the marriage license. From the courthouse and back again, we saw maybe 30 people. One of those people was one of Dad’s best friends, there for such a wacky reason that it could only be a sign (and P’s wacky personality) that brought him there at that exact moment.
Anyway…now that I’m at the emotional rollercoaster portion of this wedding planning business and missing the Pops more than ever, I thought that was pretty neat.
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