I can’t think.

I’m trying to watch a workshop on photography, but my mind keeps wandering.  (the workshop?  Master Your Craft by Mike Colon and Bob Davis. GREAT stuff…)

Because right now he’s chasing a dream.

My husband is sitting in an interview sharing who he is (and all the awesome-ness that goes with) and how he can change their world in the most beautiful way.  And I sit here hundreds of miles away waiting.  Hoping that they recognize how this man could change their lives for the better.  Praying that they will see what a gift from God he is.  Praying that they will see the brilliance and the compassion that sits before them.

You see…he has my heart.

And I’m so glad he does.

I think sometimes especially after you’ve been married for a while and you have precious, yet very personalitied kids it’s easy to forget.  It’s easy not to remember the beauty of the person in front of you.  And in these last few days, as my INCREDIBLE parents offered to take the kids while Ted was gone visiting our future home, I’ve had time to sit.  To realize who I married.  And I could not be more blown away by him.  By his heart.  By the way he sees the world.  By how he can look at a situation and see clearly how to enact beautiful, long-lasting change.  By how he loves me.

And I’m so grateful for this moment.  But mostly, I’m grateful for him.  And that I get the privilege of living life with him.