At first, he didn't know I was taking them:
But then he caught on, and flashed that grin:
That grin that I love so much.
I have stared at this last photo so much over the past few days. It makes my eyes well up. It makes my heart literally ache.
I love those mischievous eyes. Those gray hairs. And that shaved head. I just love him - all of him - so much.
I love how well I know him. And I love how well he knows me.
I can be completely vulnerable with him...and still feel completely safe with him.
He is the smartest person I know. And the hardest-working.
He knows how to make me laugh. (And does so very often.)
He knows how to help me stop crying. (Even when he's the reason I started crying in the first place!)
We do not have a perfect marriage, because we are (SO) not perfect people. Two sinners, making a life together - that's us. But after almost 19 years of marriage...we've figured a few things out. And being married to this guy is just so much better than I ever even imagined when we said "I do" all those years ago.
Jas is going to die when he finds that I've posted this. Excuse me while I go apologize...
Sorry notsorry, Jas!