“You know that place between sleep and awake?  That place where you still remember dreaming?  That’s where I’ll always love you.  That’s where I’ll be waiting.”

. . . brownies and vanilla ice cream

. . . lots of smiles and laughter

. . . too many phone calls to number

. . . football, football and more football

. . . notes left on my car and decorations on house

. . . church, being there and having gospel discussions

. . . traveling – Moab, Idaho, Mexico, New Orleans, Chicago

. . . so many hugs that still warms my heart

. . . temple open house

. . . talks about anything and everything

. . . yes, even dancing – I remember

. . . tears, happy and sad

. . . music

. . . food, eating in and eating out

. . . movies and plays

. . . taking turns soothing heartaches

. . . spending time with family

. . . just taking drives to drive

. . . blogging

. . . post cards and letters

. . . fighting

. . . service

. . . early mornings and late, late nights

. . . encouragement and understanding

. . . so many friends and wishes

. . . sweetest kisses

. . . stories – past, present and future

. . . camping and biking

. . . birthdays and holidays and happiness

. . . counting the seconds

. . . trust

. . .  love

and that is just 32 . . .