remembering not to forget

recently i have become afraid of forgetting my memories.

i am pretty alright at remembering the big things that happen, but its the little ones that seem to just slip away... i voice this fear to zachary quite a bit and (although i don't think this fear is eating away at him like it is me) he suggested i start a blog, which i have been talking about doing for some time now. somewhere i can keep track of all the tiny moments in our lives that are important. this is my attempt.

zach sat down with me on sunday and spent four hours being the patient and kind person that he is, pretty much creating this by himself. everyone knows that technology and i do not mix. he dealt with my frustration, and indecisiveness. afterwards i looked at him and said "you really do love me." 

he does. not only did he spend his precious sunday making a blog for his wife. he also let me match him today for church. this happens frequently, and both of us are too stubborn to change. i think its kinda cute.

zach's foot cross? (not the best picture ever, but we were dealing with an almost dead camera.)