Last night, Klay and the boys and I were at our neighbors house and I had to stop several times to admire my life and those who surround me. 

But especially one person in particular–my handsome husband.

I just stared at Klay in awe of the man that I married; I couldn’t keep my eyes off of him. I looked over the beautiful details of his eyes, memorizing the lines of his face and his temporary stubble that currently darkens his jawline. I watched as his eyes would scrunch up and become smaller when he laughed and how attentive he was with his sons.