Today (6-14) is my husband’s birthday.  My sweet and amazing man is a mere 48 years young. Which is weird to say/write, because he doesn’t look a day over 25.  Ok, 30.  Well, maybe 35. (A few distinguished gray hairs are starting to peek out and make their presence around his temples, which I find make him look quite handsome:)  But really; he has always had a young looking face.  A serious, young looking face.   Continue reading →