I love sitting and listening to Jon play the piano and sing. I love sitting down and praying with him for the people in our lives. I love reading the Bible with him. I love facing the struggles in our lives together and seeing how he is such a better man than I could have imagined through most of those. I love that after our first fight I realized that I love him even more than I did before it took place. I love laughing with him over such goofy things. I love seeing the smile on his face when he enters a room. I love when we say the exact same thing at the exact same time. I love that he prays for me daily. I love that he likes to be close to me. I love that he sends me a text message every morning on his way to work. I love that he helps me to see from God's perspective on days when I am failing to do it on my own. I love that he has a view and understanding of grace and mercy that far surpass my own, and treats others accordingly.  I love that he seeks forgiveness when he is wrong, sometimes from his knees, with tears in his eyes. I love that he wants me to be fully dependent on Christ, first and foremost, and seeks to make sure that happens...there is much more, but I guess I have realized this day that I love this boy more and more each day...God has blessed me more than I could have imagined...and I am thankful.