See what you have to ask yourself is what kind of person are you? Are you the kind that sees signs, that sees miracles? Or do you believe that people just get lucky? Is it possible that there are no coincidences?—Signs
I believe in signs.
I believe there’s a reason I always said, “There’s no way I’m going back to Kiefer…unless he proposes…with a ring…and has tickets to Vegas.” And then…that happened.
I believe there’s a reason Kiefer and I saw this sign in Washington, DC, on a date after he proposed.
I believe there’s a reason that a week after I said “Yes,” we finally found a new house.
I believe there’s a reason that a couple months after Kiefer’s proposal we got pregnant…and got this cutie pie:
Everyone with me now: I believe I can fly…I believe I can touch the sky….
Sorry. My writing made me channel R. Kelly. If you don’t know the song, don’t tell me. It’ll make me feel old.
Do you see signs?
Favorite Comment From Last Post: “Those toilets are real time savers though. If you go in with some shampoo, you can squeeze in a quick shower.”—correctionsandclarifications