Same Love

For the past few days I have been feeling rather, for lack of a better word, poopy.  There’s no epic meltdown or anything…just a little wear-and-tear.

Then I come home to this:

It’s that “Same Love” that keeps me going through all of the crazy life likes to throw at me from time to time. Strong through almost 10 years, it’s what carries me and makes me feel like I could take on the world. The reason I think I’ll be good at capturing love is because I’m in the thick of it everyday..with this man, in our little home by the bay.

The new doesn’t seem quite as daunting so long as he’s there with me. And the old, well, it just helps me to remember how far we’ve come.

In case, I don’t say it enough: I love this man and who he helps me become.

This is one of the oldest pictures I have of us on my computer. Hello, 2002. Good to see ya’.

Love, e