Two summers ago, my husband came home from work one evening utterly beaming, saying he had a surprise for me. In most households, this might mean something along the lines of flowers, chocolates, a nice dinner, or maybe a surprise date.
Not here.
“Want to go to a concert this weekend?” he asked, his smile growing larger.
“Totally! Who are we seeing?” Thoughts of all my favorite bands shot through my head and my smile started growing too.Read More »