“There are a lot of things that make me happy. But I have many of those things because of this guy.
Sometimes I think I don’t deserve him. He puts up with my weird OCD, my moodiness and my habit of taking out a lot of things on him. He supports everything I do without question. And at the end of the day, he still looks at me like he did the day we met. When I spontaneously wanted him to trek out in the cold and snow to take photos because the golden hour light was so pretty, he grabbed his coat and offered to carry the tripod.
I don’t say it enough, but he makes me happy. Our life makes me happy.”
We don’t have enough photos of just us. In our bedroom, there is a canvas and two smaller framed prints that were taken a couple of years ago during our family photo session. I love those images. They make me happy when I go to bed at night and when I’m getting ready in the morning. And there are our wedding photos framed in the living room. But other than that, all the photos around our home (and there are a LOT), are of the girls or all of us.
Now the photo above is in our living room. Because we as a couple made this family and this life we are living. We need to take more photos of ourselves, even if they are just selfies. Sometimes I forget how important our relationship is. We go through all the motions of our life, and at the end of the day, we sit on our opposite couches and watch tv together, but not always together. We make time for ourselves – a date night to the movies or alone trip to the city – but it is not often.
And then this one evening, for ten minutes outside in the snow as the sun set around us, we laughed and took these photos. It doesn’t take much, just a moment together – really together – to put things in perspective. It felt good. And I know we are happy.