My Heart

I look in her eyes and I see my soul. I swear to God I do. She knows me. She understands me. She fills me up. I couldn’t live without her.

This one melts my heart. Absolutely melts it. He is me. This is a good and a bad thing. He’s sensitive, a perfectionist, emotional. But he’s strong, smart and kind. He is my heart.

And this one. My baby. He is too much. I feel like my heart will explode every day because of him. Everyone that meets him just adores him. He just has that sparkle. That special something. He is my life.

And this one. There aren’t enough words. He knows me…and loves me completely anyway. What more could I ask for? He’s had my heart forever.

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9 responses to “My Heart

  1. Aren’t you sweet & sentimental today. So cute. I know they all feel the same way about you. You are one lucky family!

  2. All a good-lookin’ crew1

  3. such a gorgeous family…inside and out! i love that you all love each other so much 🙂

  4. Ahhh your family – love them all! And love you too 🙂

  5. So beautiful inside and out. I can only imagine how much they cherish you too!

  6. You are a very blessed woman. Your family is beautiful.

  7. I loved this!!! The family unit is so spectacular and I love how you displayed it in this post! You need to print your blog out into a book one day. Did you know about this phenomenon? Then it acts like a journal and your kids can read it one day or your grandkids or your great-grandkids! DO IT!!! You write so wonderfully!

  8. Beautiful. I’m so happy that you are so completely blessed.

  9. What a lovely tribute to your family. And what gorgeous pics.

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