This morning I was walking in to the kitchen to get something before I left for work.  Right as you are entering our kitchen, there is a piece of wood hanging on your left, that has my vows to Andrea  burnt into it.  This morning I stopped, and read them.  To be honest, I haven’t really thought about them since our wedding.  I don’t know if that’s common or if I’m hanging my self out to be the worlds worst husband here, but this morning it hit me hard.  I was overcome with a sense of love.  I was overcome with a sense of reality.  I was overcome with everything.  Every word I read, I realized more and more how much I love my wife.

The vows I wrote don’t express my love for her, and I don’t think words can.  I pray every night that I am able to be half the man that she deserves.  If you don’t know my wife, A) you’re missing out.  B) you should know that she is a woman that has lived an amazing life, and has a passion for people that you can’t even imagine.  This weekend I had a chance to hear her share her passions with some people, and I was amazed.  I fall in love with her more and more every day.  Every morning I wake up and thank God for another day with her.  I truly am the luckiest man on the face of the earth.  This morning it hit me, those vows weren’t just wedding vows.  They were life vows.  They are the promises I made that I am going to live by every day for the rest of my life.

All this to say, Andrea, if you’re reading this, I love you.