Met atop a hill amongst the clamor of classes, Big Ten fight songs, and brisk freshness of autumn.
Worshipped under the pines as we promised unity 'til death.
Awed as we learned we would be bringing a little one - a girl - into this world.
Felt our hearts magnify the moment we looked into her river blue eyes and watched her pursed lips smack.
and in time...
Sung the song of joy that our boy was on his way.
Delighted in the sweetness of his soul.
He heals worn bodies while she cares for the two little ones and notices beauty from behind the lens.
Come let's rejoice in Christ together through life's ebb and flow.