From the first time I met my wife, I knew there was something special about her.

It didn’t matter that for the first year that I knew her that she wanted nothing to do with me. Maybe it was because at the time, I was a scrawny, short (okay that hasn’t changed), annoying 14 year old who was friends with her twin sister. Maybe it was because our only interaction that first year was when we were at a passing period and I said “hi”… a few too many times.

Earlier this morning, Mrs. PFG left with her sister to join her mom, aunts, grandmother, and other sister for a girl’s weekend in Austin. For the second time in two months, I will be a single parent.