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Pick the one part of the day that you always look your best and feel your best. For some, that is on their way to work after a nice shower and self-pampering, or for others it might be the late evening getting ready for that night out on the town. For Cass, we have had specific moments where we dressed our best, and she definitely dressed her best. Yet, the moment I can’t shake is, for her, the worst.

Only about 4 months ago we had planned a special date to go to our first ‘fancy’ dinner (over $100) and then to the theater to watch an amazing production. When she had stepped out of the car from driving over an hour from Ft. Worth, she looked like an angel. The most amazing hair, amazing face, most amazing dress, legs to die for, amazing shoes and smile to be jealous of. I was all over her that night. I walked around proudly showing her to the world as if to say, “Look at who I am with tonight!” All the boys were jealous.

Only two months ago, I witnessed the doors open only to find Cass dressed completely in dazzling white with every feature perfectly in place. I got to wrap her in my arms, stare her straight in the eyes and pledge the rest of my life to her.

But all of these moments along with many, many others cannot compete with the one moment that I share every day. The privilege to watch Cass open her eyes every morning while she lays next to me. Her hair strung about all over the pillow, her arm gently folded across her chest, and her eyes peeking through her squinted eye lids. She always smiles, purses her lips together, raises her arms above her head to stretch and in a gentle, child-like voice she says “Good morning.” Then, she turns over and falls back asleep. The same routine every morning. And to only have experienced it 53 times, it hasn’t become mundane or annoying in the least.

Every morning, I wake up only to fall in love with my wife all over again. Everything that is going on in life at that moment ceases to exist while I melt at the very sound of her voice. She doesn’t need make up to be absolutely gorgeous. She doesn’t need to have a perfect dress to be angelic. This is her in the purest meaning. My Wife!

It gives me a reason to look forward to waking up tomorrow.

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