In the wedding pictures Helaine and her folks are terrified. My family is giddy.
I understand their fear.
My wife isn’t in the blog too often. Helaine likes to remain hidden.
She was quite the catch, even if I was too stupid to understand right away. Guys can be stupid.
She is smart. She is funny. She is caring. She knows more about sports than me. She’s an excellent chef and an amazing baker.
She spoils me. She spoils Stef.
Clothes magically appear in my closet. “Try this on,” she’ll say with a few shirts waiting on the bed. Shoes too.
Anything she sets out to do, she does well.
Last week we were laying on the couch together just watching TV. There could be no feeling more comfortable and warm and loving.
Thirty one is a good start.