To My Husband, I Remember When...

I remember when we met, and the following months that I watched from a distance, the love you showered on your son. I spent so much time marveling at what a terrific dad you were, and how much you loved that sweet boy, only 2 then. Gradually we became friends, and love ignited. Back then, our love was new & I only wanted to be with you. Back then, my heart overflowed and I was filled with anticipation of where our road would lead. With you by my side, I thought life was perfect. Our wedding was a dream and our honeymoon, absolutely perfect. Barely home a couple of months, we learned we were going to have a baby, but that child was not to be. You held me you gave me your strength and courage, and I knew your love for me even more. Soon there after, we'd be blessed with another son, then quickly a daughter; we were so very happy. Three beautiful children! A truly happy life, not without trials and struggles but that was external stuff; our love endured.

Six more years, and we were astonished to discover we'd have another son! And again, three years later, and God in his abundant love for us sent us a daughter! Our family is complete. I knew it for sure (because of that exercise we did in our Pre-Cana class). God showed us each independently (that day) that we'd have 5 children; it still thrills & amazes me.

Now, three of our 'babies' have finished college. We have a wonderful son-in-law, and await the arrival of our first grandchild. I couldn't be more loved by you or by God. This week we have had the house to ourselves; we haven't been alone for a whole week since the very early days of our marriage. I wondered if this would be a taste of that 'empty nest syndrome' people talk about. But no: instead we are together with a love that has only grown greater over the years, a love that bears, believes, hopes & endures all things. I find myself again only wanting to be with you. You are God's great gift to me. I know He loves me, because of how you love me. My life is truly perfect, and I am humbly grateful.

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NO SOUP LAST NIGHT - We had to eat the leftovers! No time lost cooking or cleaning. Last night we just wanted to sit together and watch a movie, for us this was a treat. Though I love to cook I love the time we spent exponentially more.