A Happy Ten-Year Milestone

Yesterday, I wrote about the ten-year milestone of the single worst attack on US soil ever.  It was not a happy post.  But September 2011 is also the tenth anniversary of No 1 Son's marriage to Sweet Momma H - who was not at all a "momma" in those days.

Given that the Big Day was scheduled to occur in a major US city and because several of the usual airports were still closed because of the heightened fear remaining from 9-11 earlier in the month, there was some doubt that the wedding would go ahead at all.  But the principals had been together for a long time prior to the wedding date.  Both decided that since all the preparations had been made, it was then or never.

HWMBO and I literally were not sure whether our transatlantic flight would depart -so many flights had been cancelled and travel schedules for everyone were in chaos.  But just as we had given up hope, we received word that yes, our flight would depart as scheduled.  Better yet, our luggage could be checked all the way through - a development that had just gone into effect.  Otherwise, we would have had to pick it up at our first flight arrival point and re-check it, always a terrible nuisance - even more so at the time because security took forever and a day to get through.  Other out-of-town guests - and there were several who were to be in the wedding party - had been able to re-book flights to alternate airports even though some airports remained closed altogether.  Although folks generally were a bit nervous about flying at all, and especially to certain destinations, all of the expected wedding guests arrived in fine fettle.  Thank heavens!

The bride was beautiful and the groom handsome, although I must admit to being a bit biased.

And now, ten years later, the little family has doubled in size: first, our very precious Prince Tyger, here exploring with Proud Dad,

and then, his equally precious little brother - here looking very satisfied with himself at the center of Sweet Momma H's attention.

Happy Anniversary - a bit belated - to two Very Special People!  We love you and we love your whole sweet little family!  Life. Goes. On.