Since my HD filled up I’ve been looking through all my photos yet again figuring out what can be dumped. I happen to come across this one.

I’m not sure what it is, but I love this shot of us. I don’t know whose taking it, Jill maybe, what we are doing, or what I’m smiling at, and I may never find the answers to that, but in this photo I see so much…I see the beginning of us.

It’s funny what emotions are brought back by such a simple shot. The good times we had and the bad, the experiences shared. It’s a good feeling to look back at us and see just how far we’ve come together, all the stuff we went through early on, how we fought to stay afloat in so many ways. How through love, understanding, faith, willingness, hope, and determination we find ourselves where we are today…happy, in love, and grateful for our commitment to us.

There is not a day that goes by I am not utterly grateful for this man. Grateful for our journey together and what we’ve taught each other. Grateful he will laugh about my quirks. Grateful for his patients and how he loves me with his whole heart. Grateful to know he will do everything he can to make my dreams come true. Yesterday I found this note in my studio waiting for me with some art supplies.


I cried as I realized, yet again, I’ve got everything I ever wanted…him.

I’m not sure, no, I know that I’m not deserving of him, but I am determined to give him back all that he has given me so he too can see his dreams come true.