Shane: Did you tell Evan that you wanted to go to the Renaissance Festival today? me: Yes, we talked about it while you were still in the hospital. Do you want to go? For years we had talked about going, but one thing or another prevented it. This year, there really was no reason not to go, other than he might be concerned as to who we would bump into. He really wasn’t thrilled with being around a lot of people these days. I watched him as he considered the idea. me: It’s just a fun way to pass a day. Kylie has never been… Then he interrupted me as I prepared to share my reasoning. Shane: No, let’s go. Now, it’s not uncommon for my husband to be very amenable to an idea initially and change his mind when it came time for the execution. There were times that we would call off going to the movies with friends just before we had to leave because suddenly his anxiety would be too much, he couldn’t handle being out in public, being around people. If I knew anything about the festival...there would be a TON of people.
