For weeks… a secret kept.
While they teased me relentlessly about not coming to Florida.
While I was told — repeatedly — to stay home and “put my chooch up.”
(I will never recover from this.)
All the while, her husband and I were quietly texting:
“They’re going to flip.”
“They have NO idea.”
“This is going to be so good.”
And IT WAS…
I walked in.
There’s this moment in a surprise where time sort of pauses.
Where you see their brain is trying to catch up to what their eyes are seeing.
That moment?
Was everything.
Shock.
Confusion.
Then full realization.
And then…
tears.
“What are you doing here?!”
“How are you here?!”
“WAIT — WHEN DID YOU GET HERE?!”
Her hubby told the girls about 5 minutes before I got there… they had a little time to prepare.
SHE was COMPLETELY shocked.
And her husband…
looked like a man who had just successfully pulled off a master-level operation.
Which, to be fair, he did.
And me?
I stood there laughing, hugging her, and thinking:
This.
This is exactly what I needed.
Because here’s the thing.
There was a part of me that almost didn’t come.
It felt strange.
Different.
A little wrong to step into something like this without Marc.
But standing there in that moment…
surrounded by people who love me, who showed up for me, who insisted I be here…
I knew.
This was right.
Her husband was right…
And thank God for once I listened.
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Sometimes moving forward doesn’t look like big, brave steps.
Sometimes it looks like saying yes.
Getting on a plane.
Keeping a secret.
And walking into a room where no one expects you to be.
Also…
If you want to change your own perspective of life, 10/10 recommend dramatic surprise entrances.
You have no idea how much you mean to someone until you see joyful tears at a surprise of you just being there.
Her happiness was everything.
This is why I keep going… this is the light in the world that still makes it ALL worth it.
Definitely not failing at this part…🧡
