27 Years

On May 31, Ken and I celebrated our 27th anniversary. That means that this summer will mark 31 years of Ken being my boyfriend. I’m so thankful for how the Lord has blessed and grown us as individuals and as a couple. Through the peaks and valleys of the windy road we have walked as a family, we have been gifted with such a deep and rich love. We are full. I could write for paragrahs about how much I love Ken and how dear he is to me, but I will leave it at this. The Lord has been very kind to us.

I love to take pictures of us together. Ken obliges because he knows how much I enjoy a new picture of us, even if it’s silly. Sometimes they work and sometimes they don’t. On Friday, we took so many pictures. Either Ken’s head was funny or I wasn’t looking. At the end of the night we tried one more by the water. It was pitch black, but I was determined to get one good one. We were laughing so hard and it's an awful picture, but I like it. It’s very us. I also asked a friend to put 2 of our tries together to get one officially good one. (: