Thirty-one years the journey….

It began in a rose garden, this journey thirty-one years long, and I’m thirty-one reasons glad for this weathered, wizened kind of strong….. ~for his beautiful hands with their firm,  kind touch, ~his quiet way, ~how when he laughs,  really laughs,  it’s music, like my grandpa’s was, ~his fierce love for our kids, ~the compassion…

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Thirty years the journey…..

Celebrating the journey we began in a rose garden 30 years ago today. This photo,  my dad and I right before he walked me down the garden path to the mister I still love and do life with today …….30 things I love about that: ~his beautiful hands and kind, firm touch, ~his quiet way, ~how…

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let me count the ways….

Celebrating 29 years of togethering and oh how grateful I am for my mister ~  his beautiful hands and kind, firm touch, ~ his quiet way ~ how when he laughs,  really laughs,  it’s music, like my grandpa’s, ~ his loving fierceness for protecting our children ~  the compassion that rises up and takes him…

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