I've come to a conclusion. Chris will never think I'm not hot. I can get wrinkles (which I already have) I can get saggy (which is already coming, our bodies atrophy as we age...it's inevitable.) I could even start snorting when I laugh or fart just for fun...I already know, he would still think I'm hot. It's not anything special I do...it's that he loves me. I love that.
Monday, October 17, 2016
I was laying in my bed the other night reading when a text comes in from my husband (who's laying right beside me by the way) and its this picture. And I say "what is this?" And he says he snuck a picture of me while we were at the pumpkin patch because he thinks I'm hot.
My 16 year old college boy. He's been working so hard to keep ahead of it all. It's been a big undertaking and lots of ups and downs with learning how to manage it all but he's done so well. He is one determined child. My heart swells just thinking about this growing boy. Soon he will leave me too and I'm just bracing my myself because he's one of my greatest friends. I wish I could shrink him for a day or so, I miss my "little" boy.
These are the things that make me miss Halee. Reminders of her quirky, funny sense of humor. Halee keeps to herself unless you are one of "her people" and becoming one of those is no easy task. You have to worm your way in. And if you get to her you are in a very fun and happy place because this girl is fun and infectious and absolutely hilarious. I miss her.
I came upon this sweet picture of my little Grace with my dad from way back. Her wonderful papaw. Pictures like these should be imbedded in our minds eternally. Like a song that gets stuck in your head...except in this case you want it to stay in your head forever.
How blessed I am to have photos. So many wonderful photos of times that make life meaningful. Where would we be without pictures? I know people always say "what was life like before technology?" but what about photos? They are far more meaningful than any technology. Except I guess the camera on your phone...it does help facilitate this treasured gift of memory making.