I look up at Christopher and see tears in his eyes. As the first tear falls, I walk over to pull him into a hug. I let him get it out for a minute before I pull his head back from my shoulder.
"We can definitely go visit princess. I was planning on going soon to change out her flowers," I tell him as the tears fall from my eyes. Out of the four years we were married, I only ever seen this man cry once which was when his grandfather died. The two of them were extremely close and he considered him more of his dad than his actual father.
Christopher reaches up and catches the tears on my cheeks with his thumbs to wipe them away. "I will get the flowers on the way there. I have some making up to do to her." He leans forward and places his for head on mine with his hands still on my face.
