Okay, I can't hold it in any longer. I've been waiting for Steve or Peggy to announce, but I guess they're waiting for me.
I know I said the best gift I'd ever gotten was the picture of Sarah Rogers. I have to take that back now. Because on Christmas Day. In front of all the people I'd ever loved: The Nuns that were happy to see me every time I got sent back to the home, the boys from the Howling Commando unit, and, the pièce de résistance, the icing and the cake, Sarah Rogers; I married my best friend, and our best girl. In Heaven. The only place that all of that would have been at all possible, and the one place I was sure I was going to get struck down for it. Instead, I felt nothing but His love. I felt blessed. I felt like all the trials and tribulations I'd ever suffered had finally cashed out in a big way. I feel richer than Stark could ever be, and I figure that's saying a lot, cause the guy has more money than he knows what to do with.
They make me feel that way. Every day. They're the best gift a shmuck like me could ever get.
My Husband, and my Wife, that is, Steve and Peggy. I love you both till death do us part.