This weekend brimmed with joy in so many ways, but by far my favorite moments were our slow half hour in the hammock. The world stood still as we breathed in the wind of a new season and breathed out gratitude and praise for His faithfulness in the last one.
At one point, you whispered something that melted my heart: "Thank you for being my best friend." I love that at the end of the day, that's what we are to each other before all else - the very best of friends. I love that I can come to you first when I struggle, when I fail, when I succeed, when I am so happy I think my heart will explode.
You are the best part of every season.