Happy face.

I'm working as a contractor, so I can't really decorate my office.  But last week I printed out a copy of a picture of DH from a bike ride he went on years ago when we were just dating.  I tacked the picture up beside my computer.  I asked myself why I like the picture so much.  Is it because DH looks cute in his cycling outfit?  Well, yeah...but that's not really it.  It's his smile.  He looks so happy...and healthy!  I don't see that smile very much these days, but I know it's in there.  And he's a fighter...he's fighting to get back there.