(copied from Facebook)
We didn’t really have much Valentine’s “spirit” yesterday. I could dig through our photos and find a cute or goofy older picture of us, but I’m honestly not in the mood for that right now.
This is from today. 1 week (and a day) postpartum, we’re both exhausted, lots of crying, kind of lost, about 6 feet away from our son less than an hour before what earthly remains of his we had were to be given back. Side by side, being held up by our common faith and the support of our loved ones. This is the “for worse” we promised and naively assumed would pass us over (as I think most brides and grooms do, too, if they’re truthful).
This one? He has my heart. God has richly blessed me, even – maybe especially – today. I love you, Geoffrey!