Love is getting up early to drive your always-injured fiance to Hebrew school and staying to help her in the classroom.
Love is bringing her heavy Jewish books up and down stairs because she can’t climb them.
Love is helping her to cut 38 hallah covers out of 4 yards of white cloth when she is overwhelmed by the amount of work it will require.
Love is doing ALL the dishes because she can’t move her arm well enough to do it – again.
Love is nearly becoming mayor of the ER at Cedars. And learning how to be a patient advocate.
Love is keeping a kosher, gluten-free home when all you really want is a bacon cheeseburger on a toasted bun.
Love is softening your heart for someone who loves you back.
Yep. Wouldn’t you marry her if you could?
Julia and Kerry and Baby 
ridiculously sweet. 🙂