Many of you may not know how Andrew and I met. Andrew and I had a mutual friend, Brian. Brian was one of Andrew's best friend's from high school and I grew up with him and his family at church. We also grew up about 4 blocks from each other, but didn't meet until we were in our 20's. Brian passed away just after midnight on February 15th twelve years ago. He was one of those people who was so unbelievably full of life, you couldn't imagine this world without him in it. He was kind, fun-loving, and even as a teenager, always seemed wiser than his age. It's like he knew his time here would be cut short. Brian taught me to ski. He always smiled and always included everyone. He was a great friend to Andrew and all of his other buddies. He loved his family and his friends in that special way that most of us aspire to. He is loved and missed incredibly.
In the months after Brian passed away, his mom Nancy started telling me about this guy, Andrew. She was certain we would be perfect for each other. Turns out she was right. Andrew noticed me at Nancy's birthday party, he ended up giving his number to my mom and the rest is history. I can't help but think that Brian had a hand in all of this. He always wanted everyone to be happy.
|Andrew with Nancy on our wedding day. We had a yellow rose on the altar in Brian's honor.|