On Saturday, Miska and I celebrated eleven wonderful, hard-fought, joyful, exasperating, full-of-life, surprising, intoxicating, mercy-laden, adventurous, soul-connected years of marriage. I’d marry her again, in a heart beat – faster than that even.
I love you, Miska. Thank you for eleven years of your heart and soul and body. I’ll take 40 more. And then some.