The boy’s in love

And this would be a good thing seeing as the boy happens to be married. He also happens to be me.

That’s one of the things that still fills me with joy. I’m in love, and married, to the greatest person I’ve ever met, who just happens to be one of my closest friends and has been since long before we ever got together.

Brilliant.

And the other thing that fills me with joy?

I’m so fortunate to be married to someone who accepts me for who I am despite all my character flaws which I have no doubt drive her up the wall.

Now, this might seem all straightforward to you. You might think that I’m pointing out the obvious.

It doesn’t mean that it doesn’t fill me with a sense of wonder.

BigAl (who seems to in quite the reflective mood…)