Not too long before he died, I was with my grandfather in his backyard. We saw my grandmother walking out from the house to come talk to us, and he looked at me and said with uncharacteristic gravity: Lacy, I want to tell you something. I love your grandmother more every single day. And I don't mean every week or every year. I'm telling you, every single day my love for her grows.
By the look on his face and the tone of his voice, he seemed overwhelmed by it, like he didn't know how to explain it to me or to himself.
I got married in that backyard. Two years ago today, actually.
So two years ago, our marriage became the most important thing in my life. Officially demoted: money, friends, auditions, weight obsessions and high-profile theater projects. My first priority and my #1 Job In Life became: love.
My job is love.
The way to do my job well is to love more every single day.
Not that I'm always successful at it, but if my perpetual goal is to love as much as I can and then love even more, surely that's a good way to live.
Congratulations to my cousins getting married this month, next month, this fall. Your job is love. Work hard.