I popped my head up from the very back of the room to try and catch a glimpse of the stage. I was wondering if I heard that right, and I was surprised I did. Why on Earth would Anthony be on stage, let alone the first person to go up there? What secret is he going to have? For a split second I was embarrassed for him, wondering what would motivate him to do such a thing because it seemed so out of character.

And then, I heard the question. I sat there engulfed in a feeling of who-knows-what and started getting butterflies in my stomach. Apparently, my reaction was too slow since Sara and Jonathan were urging me to get up and walk. My walk was even slower than my reaction. Mind you, I was in the back of a large room whose length could be compared, at the time, to that of a football stadium. The walk seemed forever and towards the end, I started speed walking. It didn’t help that I was hauling around a huge purse that equated to the size of carry-on luggage.

I walked up to the stage with a big smirk on my face and whispered “yes, of course honey…” only to find out that I didn’t say that loud enough nor did I lean in towards the mic to say it. Repeating myself, I forced a monotone “yes” into the microphone which ended up sounding lifeless and emotionless. Trust me when I say I was anything but emotionless. I was ecstatic!