Have I ever showed you this? If I have, forgive me. This plaster garden ornament was something I got at an auction a few years back. It’s a wee bit cutesy for me, but I loved the pale colors. It wasn’t until I got it home (and it weighs a ton) that I realized that between the boy and girl there was a little dog, clearly trying to get in on the embrace.
I felt a shiver go down my spine. The good kind.
Short story: Don and I met on July 4, 1994. Four years later, on July 4, 1998, we were at home in the afternoon. We lived in a Craftsman home in San Diego and there was a big archway between the living room and dining room. Our dog, Winston, (oh, how I miss him) was outside. As we both stood in the archway, Don started talking to me. As he got down on one knee, I slowly realized he was proposing to me. Of course, I said yes and as we both embraced, Winston came running in from outside and jumped up on us to join in on the hug. I don’t know how he knew, but he knew. We’ve always loved that story. When I realized that the little dog on the ornament was pulling a Winston, I knew it was meant to be.
I miss you, sweet Winston. You are always in my heart.
Last night’s preview went well. 7 more to go before opening night. This particular production has been, shall we say, challenging. More I cannot say. It’s already very,very good and will grow during this next week.
Happy Friday.
