The sun hung low in the sky, painting the clouds with its golden hues. He wasn’t facing it but he could see it reflected in her eyes… Eyes he had looked into for the past fifty years… Eyes who still captured his heart, even after three kids, eight grandkids and two great grandkids. The highs and lows of fifty years together had only made their love more solid. Their bond was woven through time, through heartache and grief, through triumph and loss, through their hearts and souls.
“You’re missing this beautiful sunset, Love. Turn around. Its captivating.”
“I don’t need to, Darling. You captivate me.”
Natolie Webb 