After being almost married 19 years, I’m more in awe of the beauty of marriage than I ever was before. Two very imperfect humans in it together through amazing over the moons times and the hard sucker-punched take the breath out of you times. Life is hard but it is beautiful. I love our story. It’s not the story I would have written but then again can the clay tell the potter how to shape it?
I love this picture because it’s not perfect. We have our sleepy eyes just rolled out of bed kind of look but our hearts are connecting on this early morning walk. We can be real and vulnerable and know we are loved unconditionally.
It is my prayer we have 50 more years of this.