Ten years since I lost Dawne. This reimagined sunset brings us together again, even if only in a picture. I miss her smile, the way we held each other, and the life we sh...

July 2016. Dawne and I, close together in the golden evening light. I look at this photo and remember how much those simple moments meant to me. Years later, her smile still brings me right back to a time I will always treasure.

July 2016. Dawne and I, holding each other close in the warm evening light. I still see the happiness in her smile and remember how lucky I felt in that moment. Years may pass, but this is the kind of memory I will always keep.

June 2016. I still love this photo of Dawne. Her smile, the warm light, and that look in her eyes bring me right back. Years have passed, but some moments never lose their meaning. I am grateful this one was captured.

July 27, 2001. Three frames of Dawne and me, smiling under the evening lights. What I remember most isn't the camera or the flowers. It's how happy I was standing beside her. Some moments stay with you forever.

July 27, 2001. Dawne and I, dressed up under the evening lights. One photo smiling together, the next catching that little glance between us. Twenty-five years later, I still treasure those moments. ❤️

July 27, 2001. Dawne and I, dressed up and smiling together. Four photos that take me straight back to that evening—the flowers, the laughter, and how lucky I felt standing beside her. Some memories never fade. ❤️

Dawne at 18, reimagined. Coffee in hand, that unforgettable smile. This isn't an old photograph, but it captures something I still carry with me. Time moves forward; love doesn't disappear. ❤️

2016. Dawne and me, just being us. I’d give anything for one more ordinary afternoon like this. Some photos don’t just capture a moment—they keep part of a life close. ❤️

I have joked more than once that I outkicked my coverage with Dawne, and this photograph makes the case better than I ever could. We were dressed for a formal evening, standing beneath the warm light of crystal chandeliers, and somehow she still managed to make everything around her look secondary. Dawne has that kind of presence. She can walk into an elegant room without needing the room to announce her. I am standing beside her in a black suit trying to look like I belong there, while she looks completely a...