This Picture

Our little family had pictures taken a few weeks ago. I am so blessed to have Casey Holly as my BFF and photog extraordinaire. She is one of the most talented people I have ever met. She has taken our family's picture every year since we met. This year I got the message about a fall mini session, and of course, I could NOT pass this up. So, we all washed up and wore our best outfits to town (said in my best hick accent). No really, it's kinda crazy getting the 4 of us clean and tidy for a photo shoot. For example: "Macy don't brush your hair with your toothbrush...Oh wait, that was my toothbrush! Levi, please stop rolling in the duck pond in your NICE clothes! And Greg, quit plucking your gray hairs...You won't have any left!"

Sound familiar?

And then, I get the finished product wrapped perfectly in an email. Our photos. Both funny and very interesting to say the least. Both my kids are going through that "smile like your in pain" phase. Just ask them to smile for a picture and you'll understand. Let's call it the "constipated smile." Yeah, now ya know what I mean! Unless, you are on Juice Plus and then you're all...Constipated? What's that? (Sorry couldn't help myself!)

I am clicking through our fabulous pictures and then I stumble across this one...

Oh. My. Heart.
These feelings and emotions erupt. My heart, is so full.

I have been loving this man for 10 years. We have grown so immensely in the past decade. So many things have come to pass in our lives. So many memories. Good and bad. Heartache. Love. Life.

Because that is what happens, ya know? Life. It comes and goes and does as it pleases. And you can't really do anything about it. Life happens. One day you wake up and it's been almost 9 years since you said "I do".

You see, the two of us met as teenagers. Just young babes, we were. The two of us were in such different places in our lives, but kinda the same. Small town kids. He was gearing up to set out upon the world as an adult. And my life was crumbling before my vary eyes. He was my steady and courageous rock. Fast forward a year or two and the rolls switched. He, a young veteran. Me, a young mother. Both of us unsure of what we believed in any more. But there I was, holding down the fort. I was his steady rock. We have laughed, endured heartbreak, and laughed some more. But how is all of this even possible in such a short and sweet span of time. Just a decade, after all.

I feel as though God made this man just for me. You see, God knows me. He knows my pain, my thoughts, my gladness, my needs, my desires. He knows I need this man. Not because I am weak or less without him. But because I am stronger and more with him.

Thank you Casey, for reminding me.

With a full heart,
Bek