03/21/2025
10 years ago today, Colby and I exchanged vows and said "until death do us part" not knowing that promise would be tested just a few months later. Colby and I got married at a young age (25 & 21) and we didn't know what we were doing, but we knew we loved each other and we couldn't wait to welcome Brody into our little family.
March 21, 2015, feels like the most magical dream ever because it was such an easy-going and perfect rainy day to get married. We were so blissfully in love and unaware that our days were numbered. We had our whole lives ahead of us to grow together and raise Bro how we envisioned, in this moment a decade ago. 96 days later, everything changed. We were in the wrong place at the wrong time, and in a blink, I lost my best friend, my husband, and the future we had planned. But in that same moment, Brody’s life began.
10 years later when I look through our old wedding photos, I love reliving the tiny moments that made that day so special, like when Colby and I had our first dance as a married couple to Reo Speedwagon's I Can't Fight This Feeling Anymore. We purposefully made it awkward like we were two kids at our first school dance. Grief has a way of changing over time. It doesn’t go away, but it softens to make more room for gratitude. Today, I don’t just mourn the time we lost—I celebrate the love we had, the memories we made, and the family we created.
Colby, I wish you were here to see the life Brody and I have built. I wish I could tell you just one more time how much you’re loved, how much you're missed, and how your spirit is still alive and thriving in Bro.
Happy 10-year anniversary 💜
