Love paints a picture, etched upon the heart

Summary

On our tenth wedding anniversary, I was rushed to the hospital after a car crash.

When the doctors needed a family member's signature, my wife, Josie, was at a tattoo parlor, ignoring their calls, getting her first love's name tattooed in a very private place.

She even posted a picture on Instagram.

[My body may not be yours, but I'll make it bear your mark.]

In the photo, she was blushing, her eyes full of adoration for him.

I quietly liked the post and threw the anniversary gift I'd bough