The Most Beautiful Feet in the World

No, they aren't my feet. No, this isn't from someone else's photo collection. These are my wife's feet. Feet that soon will be headed in the opposite direction from me. On purpose. On a mission to finish her novel. Although many of my entries in this venue will be monitoring my journey in Europe, I will be monitoring her journey as well.

Her feet have taken her many places, led me places I have been afraid to go. Deep water for instance. Into marriage, a relationship that I was anxious for. To Russia, where we were to share our faith. And now, on a train to write. To finish the novel that has been her focus. This time however, it's without me.

This photo's composition? Deliberate. Intentional. Humbling. I am a blessed man.