But slowly, something shifted.
I started laughing in a way I hadn’t in a long time. The kind that comes from your chest without warning.
And I realized it was because of who Timothy was when nothing else was involved. Not what he had. Just who he was.
***
This coming Saturday, we’re getting married!
I still find that sentence a little strange to say out loud.
Walter asked if he could walk me down the aisle. He knows my father is no longer with us.
