And yes, I am 100 percent sure that this man is my husband. He says his name is Father Richard Decker, but now that I am sitting across from him, even with a pane of glass separating us, it is clear to me who he is. He has the same face, the same bump on his nose from when he broke it during an illegal tackle in peewee football, and most of all, he has the same eyes. When you look into the eyes of the love of your life, you know it.
