Have I told you lately that I love you? I love your imperfections and the way your humble demeanor brings out the beauty in everyone. You aren't loud or pretentious. You love bright spaces. You help me remember otherwise forgotten days, like Tyler's and my Saturday meanderings, the first snow of the year or my nephew's soft smile. You encourage me to be patient, to slow down. When modern conveniences tell you no, you whisper yes. Your faithfulness proves them wrong.
We should all be more like you.