adore you // [h.s]

Epilogue

*10 years later*

It was a beautiful summer night. There was a subtle breeze blowing across my skin while I rested on the porch swing. I looked out over the tree line to see the sun dreading its goodbye. I'll see you soon.

I looked over to the man beside me, his brown curls and green eyes were just as breathtaking as the first day I ever laid my eyes on him. The butterflies danced in my stomach just like they did in the beginning. I figured after all these years I would get used to calling him mine, but truth be told it still amazes me.

Sometimes I wish I could go back and tell eighteen year old Audrey that she was going to make it. It's so crazy to look back to the girl I was back then. I can remember begging God to take all my burden away because I wasn't strong enough to carry it. I always thought He couldn't hear me, but in reality He was leading me straight to Harry.

Every few minutes, Harry would leave gentle kisses on the side of my head while he pushed the swing back and forth. His eyes met mine for a brief moment before he looked away with a smile. I would always be a sucker for those dimples.

My eyes fell to the kids running around the yard while their laughter drowned out the songs playing softly on the radio. They chased each other around the yard, trying to see who was going to catch the most fireflies in under a minute. Easton was determined that he was going to win, he was very confident just like his dad. Madeline just kept rolling her eyes while she put more fireflies into her jar.

I could see so much of Harry in both of the kids. They both had a heart just as beautiful as his. I had never met kids that loved as much as they did, they never met a stranger. Between the two of them, I think Madeline took after Harry the most.

Madeline was a lover of all music, especially Fleetwood Mac. I know that Harry loves Stevie, but I think it hurts his heart that his daughter prefers her music over his. She told him that no album would ever top HS1 which boosted his ego a little bit. She's very blunt, I guess she gets that from me. Madeline loved the piano, I think it's where Harry used to play every night while I was pregnant with her.

Now Easton, on the other hand, is not very gifted musically. He's taken after my love for photography. All day, everyday all I hear is "mommy, I see your phone for a picture." I have over 5,000 pictures on my phone because I can't bring myself to delete any of the pictures he's taken. I even made an album called 'Easton's Pictures.' He also really loves to paint. We have an entire wall decorated with just his paintings. Sometimes I look at him, knowing that I'm going to see his art hung up high in a gallery.

I prayed my loves never lost the fire in their eye for the things that they loved. I already knew that both of them were going to excel in their own way. I dread watching them grow up, but I can't wait to see how beautiful they make their life.

"I don't tell you this enough Audrey Styles, but thank you." I looked at him with the widest grin on my face, "I always wanted a life this beautiful and you've given me that. We have the most beautiful children, and they have the purest of hearts. I love putting them to sleep in their beds only to have them wake up in ours. Nothing makes me happier than feeling Easton's cold feet digging into my back at seven in the morning, then rolling over to see you and Madeline cuddled into a ball. I love dance parties in the kitchen while we make cookies at midnight because none of us want to go to bed." I could see tears forming in his eyes while he continued on about how beautiful of a life we shared, "I couldn't have any of this without you Audrey."