Day Four Hundred and Twenty-Four

The Fakers

(Photo credit: Colleen Cadagan!)

I am in love and totally overjoyed with this picture. (And this man). Like, whoa! It turned out perfect! But yesterday, I was grumpy. Really grumpy. Between my aching body and my aching heart, everything seemed to get on my last nerve. Maybe that's part of the grieving process they keep telling me about. I don't know. I've never had to live through a heartache so painful. Still, it's no excuse to be a butthead. Adam was pretty upset with me...and rightfully so. But somehow, in the mess of my dirty attitude, he still found a way to love on me. Just when I needed it the most but deserved it the least. 

For almost 2 months now, Adam and I have been trying and trying to get our anniversary pictures done. Our first photo session was cancelled due to Dad's stroke. It was 100% more important to me to come see Dad and help in September when I did, over getting stinkin photos taken. When Adam and I flew back to Florida in October though, our next session got cancelled due to rain. Then again cancelled due to Sandy. And finally, it was cancelled again when we got the horrifying news of my Daddy. Finally, it was cancelled once more because of our upcoming honeymoon on the 16th. 

It didn't seem like the most timely or romantic setting to take our anniversary photos in - considering what happened just a week ago - but yesterday, one of my closest and dearest friends, Colleen, asked if we'd like to get together and strike some poses. We agreed to it. Anything to make us smile...even if it was faked. In more ways that one. 

So, dressed in the same clothes we wore to church on Sunday, Adam and I met Colleen at a most beautiful Spokane park and tried our best to smile naturally. 

Even though it was bitterly cold outside, my heart was slowly warming up. Our unexpected photo shoot got me smiling a bit. Just like Dad would've wanted me to. I miss him so much.  More than I ever knew how to miss someone. I wish he were here for one more hug. One more kiss. One more baseball game. I wish I could hear his laugh and touch his head. Bake him one more meal and one more batch of no bake cookies. I want so badly to visit one more Hard Rock Cafe with him. One more car ride with him. Instead, I have the memories. And I have the peace of mind knowing that he's okay. Actually, an infinity amount of times better than okay. But it still hurts. And I can't help but miss him dearly. 

Thank you Colleen for taking such beautiful pictures of Adam and I. You're amazing and so, so talented! If you can make the two of us smile and look half-way decent, you'll have no problem with your future CLIENTS! Oh, and just as a side note, I paid Colleen with a hug and a copy of Josh Martin's Saturday Nothing! If you still haven't purchased it off Amazon, GO BUY IT!!!

Oh, and because I never got the chance to comment: 

NObama. NOOOOOOOOO. Gosh darnit!

That is all.