Friday, January 13, 2012
Rest in peace. Kirby of Minnehaha Creek. Palm Sunday 2006 to Erik's birthday 2011. Eventful dates for an eventful companion. Kirby, yesterday you received your new body. Enjoy it and wait for us. We love you!
Our dog died yesterday morning. Given the state of mourning in this house, you’d think something much, much worse had happened. For the record, our family and life is great. Our parents are living and well, and our children, nieces and nephews are healthy and capable young people. But this dog wormed his way into our hearts and lives in a way that leaves a black vacuum when suddenly removed from us.
Rob and I have always joked that we should write a book about the hilarious things that Kirby does. I always thought that I had a couple more years to pull something together. I’ve been suddenly plunged into a time to write. I have idea of how to write a book, but in the movies someone usually just sits down at the typewriter and begins to type madly. I’m thinking that I’ll start by looking through the hundreds of photos I have of Rob and Kirby and just remember the situation
Monday, February 14, 2011
My husband and I were engaged 27 years ago today. He proposed to me at dinner with his family at the Dovray Manor. Six months later we were married.
We had met in college barely a year earlier. In college, we had many common friends, but never spoke until my senior year. We met walking to the campus Lutheran center. Our first date was Holy Communion followed by our second date, a spaghetti lunch at church.