I used to wear a lot of baby blue. Now my wardrobe is pretty much all purple, with the occasional black band t shirt. Lots of milestone types of dates have occurred recently. Dogasaurus turned 8 last weekend. He has been with me since 2005, pretty much a little monster sidekick through all of the good and bad times. Never mattered how screwed up things were, he was always waiting for me at the door (trying to smash it down usually). It was Samm and I’s 2nd wedding anniversary yesterday. I guess if you would have told me over the summer that we would be spending that together, still married, I would have been skeptical. Hopeful, but skeptical nonetheless. I still have my bad days, its always on my mind. Last night I got to hear, and see, the kind of emotional overflow I have been waiting and needing to see from my wife. It was a joyous and loving occasion, a wedding anniversary, yet she said what I have still needed to hear these last few months: “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” A marriage that has been to the ultimate lows can finally move on. It was a moment, and I made sure to suck it up. I can’t even say I could miss this, because I am not sure it was something we had ever truly had. Not like this. I have loved my wife since the day I met her, things just got off to a tumultuous start and never could pick up. I don’t buy into the “everything happens for a reason” bullshit, because NO ONE will ever tell me that what happened to me, needed to happen. I am just going to cherish what I’ve got, never take it for granted, and keep making sure I myself do the right thing for me and mine. I love my family, my wife and soon to be two children, and I love the hell out of my friends. I’m missing a few of them like crazy, I’m glad I can still now look fondly back at that special week two years ago when all of them came together to send us off.