2-22-22
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February 22nd is a thing in our family. Back in 2009 this was the weekend that Jack asked me to marry him. He took me to my favorite place, Filoli, and said that while they wouldn’t allow weddings there, nothing said he couldn’t ask me to spend the rest of my life with him.
He proposed under the beautiful camperdown elm leaf tree.
If he were telling …
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