I don't know if I have ever had so much pride in a place I lived in as I have this year in Boston. We moved into our first home (albeit a rental), had our second baby here, witnessed the tragic marathon bombing and (more importantly) the incredible heroic acts that followed, and witnessed the Red Sox win their second World Series since we've been married.
I would be lying if I told you naming my son in 2010 was not influenced by this man right here. He is a class act and little d's favorite ball player.
Maybe they won tonight because Cory was praying for them in his sleep?
Or because sister and I were repping our Red Sox gear (even though it is too cold for short sleeves!)
Most of all I like to think it is because of our two little good luck charms... Baseball kid
Who stayed up as late as he could (most nights till 11 or 12!) to watch the last playoff and then every World Series game with us, even though it meant having some distraction during the game...
Tonight was a big win. We can overcome great seemingly insurmountable things, and it truly is incredible on so many levels what a difference a year can make. And 2013 I think I can say for almost certain, has been a pretty amazing year. And it's not done yet.






















































