Most of you know my husband, Mark. If you haven’t met him, the truth is you might not notice him if you were in a room together. In spite of his good looks and charming wit (I did once refer to him as winsome), there is a quietness and humility to Mark that can cause him to be easily overlooked…even by me occasionally. But, not today. Today, I am boasting about this incredibly merciful, thoughtful, and kind man, who even after seven years never ceases to astound me with his insight, creativity, and many talents. And of course, it always amuses me to hear what entertains his thoughts (i.e. a story of a man and a rhino). Below I posted two pictures of Mark’s most recent projects — I mean come on, is there anything this man can’t do?
painted bamboo on the walls
busting up our walkway
I love you, Babe. Thanks for choosing me. -b.
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Your man is amazing. We’re all MD/Pepe fans at this house and I’m always intrigued/excited to see how creativity is going to come out of Mark…redoing bathrooms or entire houses, jackhammering walkways to put something beautiful and amazing there, writing things that spiritually challenge one minute and have you laughing out loud the next, andnow painting bamboo—cool! Girl, you did good picking Mark.