When Stephanie was still alive. It’s still odd to write those words, to think back ten years ago to memories of a time and place so different from my current life. Memories of weekend trips to Carlisle, PA to visit Brian, my boyfriend of those years. Memories of my first job out of college–an Assistant Director of Admission at my alma mater–the job that allowed me to meet Brian. Memories of when Brian introduced me to Stephanie, and the year she had a “trim the tree” party with us and our friend Viki. As we unpacked a number of questionable ornaments that all looked like denizens of a gayborhood, we devoted a section of the tree to them and thus began a tradition I keep to this day. As inheritor of Stephanie’s ornaments, Brian was kind enough to send me some photos, which I will pair with my own in the coming days. What better way to start than with a disco ball rescued from a monitor at work when our company changed buildings, and Stephanie’s peppermint horned unicorn.
This brief post brought back so many great memories. Thanks for sharing it!