Fast forward 17 months later, we're still very happy. (Most days. Danny hit the "heat cycle" on the dishwasher last night and our kitchen went up in smoke. I got real pissed.)
Macy Carter who Danny has recently nicknamed "The Beast", is a happy, animated, giggly, little girl who can do a somersault with minimal spotting on my part.
As they told me, they've been together for a long time and have been through a lot. They want to get married in front of God, however, as a sign of how grateful to him they are.
It's beautiful and feels like a happy ending to an already happy ending.
Danny and I will be at the wedding and I'm already looking forward to the day when I can recount the details for Macy. Not only will I give her the play-by-play of the dress and typical wedding affair, but I'll be able to remind her that she is a byproduct of PROLIFIC LOVE.
Every child has parents that love them but not every child has parents who love each other. Macy has two sets up parents that love each other and that's pretty special.
THE END. (Again.)