For anybody who has ever met me (it doesn't take long) you know that I am an emotional train wreck. I have proved it again today. Let me tell you a story. My family had an entertainment center growing up. I don't know when they bought it but I don't really remember anything but this. I have lots of memories of it and always thinking it was just beautiful and tasteful. Seriously even as a kid I remember feeling good closing the TV cabinet on a Sunday afternoon and playing church music. I was thrilled when Brent and I got it after my parents got a new TV. It was our only real nice furniture and I was so grateful. (I'm not making this up guys.) Brent's been wanting a new panel TV but I told him we don't want to get a new Entertainment Center (I capitalize the words b/c its like a member of the family). Well, he talked me into it. I tried to give it to all my siblings, thinking of course they would want it and they all said no. I thought that was odd but we sold it on Craig's list anyway. I didn't forsee it but I balled like a baby. Last night before they picked it up I woke up at 3:30 and was just worried sick about the type of home it would go to. I was so sad that the man came early to pick it up and I wasn't there to see it leave. I didn't get to judge him or tell him how important it was to me. I balled. I couldn't believe it and neither could Brent. Emotional train wreck proof number 357621. Behold our good times.
Becoming a member of the family is a tall act to follow.