What does Paradise look like? It looks like this. It looks like being held in the arms of the man you love more than breath. It looks like him snapping picture after picture of you and answering, when you ask why he isn't taking pictures of the beautiful scenery, "I am."

Are we falling in love all over again? Or is it something more? Something even deeper? Something that you can't fall out of? I don't know. It doesn't matter. I just know that for four days, we slept, ate, walked, talked, touched, breathed in all there was to of each other. And only wanted more.

I am so Amazed to be with my most beautiful husband, my darling J. And even more amazed that he feels the same to be with me.

This is paradise.