*I totally titled this post “My best friend” and then…well…I just can’t even explain what came over me.
Here it is: the end of the month. I don’t think I did as much as I wanted in the way of posting about my honey…but it’s better than most months.
He’s my best friend. I can’t imagine life without him. The way his eyes wrinkle up when he smiles…his quirky dancing that Josiah has started emulating…the way he serves me relentlessly.
I don’t deserve to be married to such an incredible man. But God gave me His best. And he is my favorite person, my greatest friend in the world.
I love you Barty, to the moon and back. the mostest.