He is my everything.
I love watching him with his daughters.
I enjoy watching him working his gorgeous muscles as he works in the yard.
I can’t tell you what it means to me knowing that this man loves me.
Knowing he is my husband.
Knowing that I have the rest of my life to hug him, kiss him, hold him and love him.
Three years ago yesterday, Terry and I arrived home from a 10-day trip to China. I remember what we wore as he hugged me goodbye in the Columbus airport, kissing the top of my head. He headed back to Alaska and I drove home, two hours up the road.
As we prepare to embark on a new journey in our lives together, I keep reminiscing about all the wonderful things we’ve been through, so excuse me as I get nostalgic :)
isilwy, ter <3