As of today, I've been married to this man for eight years.
I love this picture, flawed lighting and all. His expression is so him. Observant. A hint of bemusement. Wheels turning in that head.
Our wedding ceremony was tiny. Just our immediate families amid the red rocks in Sedona. It rained that day, but stopped in time for our small gathering, for us to read the vows we'd written ourselves.
I was so happy with him. So ready to be married.
And he, J., has been unwavering. A rock. A hard worker, committed, compassionate, earnest, smart smart smart without being condescending, and he has these dark blue eyes that, when they're happy, can liquefy brick walls.
Happy Anniversary, J. You've brought me to a place that is incredible in its complexity, delicacy and depth.