Love

Take a look at this woman. I’ll give you a few minutes to peruse the pics…

There. Just a few pics of the same woman. Why are these pics important?

They are important, because they are all pictures of the woman I love. My wife, the love of my life, Jen. My life changed in countless ways when Jen became a part of it. She changed me for the better. She made me a better person. She found things in me that I had no idea I was capable of. I owe everything I am to her.

I love her. I try to come up with all sorts of different ways to tell her that, but they all come down to the same thing. I love her. For better for worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, I love her and will spend my life with her, and I can’t put into words how happy that makes me. I can’t put into words how happy she makes me. I love her. I need her. I want to always be with her.

That’s why the woman in these pictures is so special. She’s everything to me.

I love you, Jen.