Blake Christopher O’Donnell and Teresa Garofalow Westervelt tied the knot in a stunning ceremony on August 16, 2024. Surrounded by family and friends, the couple exchanged vows in a celebration that was nothing short of magical.
Rosie O’Donnell, Blake’s proud mom, shared her joy on social media, posting heartwarming photos from the day. “Awwww… #newlyweds –\Blake and Teresa O’Donnell #loveuso,” she captioned one image of the couple gazing lovingly at each other.
The wedding was filled with special moments, including Anne Steele, Blake’s stepmother, singing her original song “Timeless” for the couple’s first dance. “It was my honor to sing…I will never forget it,” Anne shared in her post.
The reception was a lively affair, with guests dancing the night away on a smoke-machine-infused dance floor. Teresa, later changing into a different dress and sneakers, and Blake were seen jumping by the DJ booth as sparkles lit up the scene.
Rosie also posted a touching tribute to her late mother, Roseanne O’Donnell, with a “memory table” at the wedding, commemorating loved ones who couldn’t be there.
We extend our heartfelt congratulations to the beautiful couple and wish them everlasting love and happiness!
Living Across from a Cemetery, I Saw a Baby Left by One of the Graves on Halloween Night — Story of the Day
On Halloween night, I thought I’d just be handing out candy, but I saw something I never expected—a baby, alone in a car seat by a grave. I rushed outside, heart racing.
Halloween had always been my favorite. I loved decorating and handing out candy. But two years ago, I lost my daughter, and with her, my husband. Now, I was alone.
That night, after the candy ran out, I saw the car seat. I approached it, finding a baby girl inside. There was a note: “Amanda, one and a half years old.” I called the police, but no one had reported her missing. I asked if I could take her home. They agreed.
Caring for Amanda was hard, but I fell in love with her. She filled the void in my life. Then, one morning, a knock on the door brought a police officer and Amanda’s grandmother, Carol, to take her back. Reluctantly, I handed Amanda over, my heart breaking.
Later, I realized Carol had abandoned Amanda. I called my ex-husband, John, for help. We took Carol to court and won custody. I was granted permission to adopt Amanda.
As John walked away after the trial, I called him back, asking him to join us for dinner. That night, I became a mother again, and hope returned. Halloween had brought me Amanda.
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