Three Years

Three years ago, an imperfect man married an imperfect woman.

They live. They learn. They always love.

How he loves is imperfect, and how she loves is imperfect. 

The person he loves, loves him back, and the person she loves, loves her back.

The best thing in our marriage, is that we DO love eachother.

{We ROCK together, I'm just saying!}

Seriously, though........I am so blessed, to have such a man that loves me for me.

He's a man I'm proud of.

Happy Anniversary James!

I don't see what anyone can see in anyone else....but you!

Loving you imperfectly,

xo    Tiff