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ben always makes a toast when we have parties. he stands up and clinks his glass and says something sweet that makes people laugh. and while I love an audience boy do I love an audience, I get oddly shy when faced with the pressures of a toast. At our last fourth of july party, Ben remembered to toast with a moment of silence for the troops and we crazy liberals each of us hating this war we did it because the truth is they need our prayers. At our wedding, ben spoke for us while I blushed red next to the ivory silk facing my friends my family so happy to be holding this boy's hand and listening to him thank everyone for being there each person chosen so carefully no extras at our little ceremony.
If I were to toast all of you - you anonymous motime peeps - If I were to practice my toasting skills here in this blog - I would say "to honesty, humor, words & community. thank you for writing and thank you for reading. and let's remember to ask ourselves -----
where are you going with your wild & precious life?