So, randomly.
No really.
Randomly.
We were driving home from my Yaya's and saw a guy with a shirt that Joe has running down the highway.
Except, upon further scrutinizing it wasn't just a guy... who looked rather homeless...
But yes.
My husband.
And I think this really is the reason I love him.
He just decided he was going to run home from work.
12 miles.
Oh Forrest how I love you.
And I love God even more for protecting you from all the crazy DRIVERS ON THE HIGHWAY.
Like really, who just runs down the highway?
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