I lose it at this line, tears building and wetting my eyes. Not because it’s from a favorite play or a favorite piece of literature, but because these words belong solely to him. I stood in a wedding dress. I stood right across from him, from that rising grin, and he whispered, So long as I may be living, I live with you. The strength of his vows beats inside my veins. I reply what I replied nearly three years ago, “In spirit and in mind, I live with you.”
It’s ugly, but I did not have enough time and I wanted to do something anyway.
So… Happy birthday Yura!
The sweater is a gift from Beka!
I found the tiger thanks to @joodlepot, but I did not have time to restore its beauty to him too. Ahhh.