It’s been over a week …


This is the longest my husband and I have been apart. He’s been traveling cross-country. He is flying his way back home tonight. I pray for safe travel.

I’ve had my me time while he’s been gone. I am tired of me now. I am ready for we.

I am so lucky to be married to my best friend. We met in Sunday School; I am glad that is our story; I truly believe You arranged it all just that way, Dear Lord. Perfect … just perfect … You wouldn’t do it any other way.

We met in 1984; I might have panicked that marriage was not in my future; at twenty-eight in that day and time, I was getting a little old; my grandmother, bless her, even tried to find a man for me in her hometown. Thank You, Lord, for not allowing that! I was happy, thank you very much, performing in musicals all over town. I loved acting, singing, dancing. Totally involved in the arts, and totally involved in my first few years of teaching, I had little free time. Bless him, he had to almost make an appointment to get a date with me. My friends were theater friends; he tried to fit in. It didn’t matter; I was attracted to him because he didn’t fit in. I needed grounding; I needed stability; I needed someone who would stick by me-not for just one show-but for season after season. You see, up until this time, I had been acting in college and community theater for ten years or more when we met. During a show the cast became best friends; we celebrated the closing night with a cast party; the party was over, the stage struck, and we all went to our other lives. Auditions for another show, making the cast list, getting the new script, started the process all over again. New faces, new roles, new friends, for a while. 

He had another group of friends. I had never had a group, a constant group of friends. This was new territory for me. After almost thirty-two years of marriage, this group of his-of ours-are still close. We celebrate birthdays, Christmas, weddings, and sadly, we are now supporting each other as our families pass from this world to the next. My husband took me by the hand and showed me consistency, true caring, true concern, true friendship, is one of the most precious gifts one could ever have. We call ourselves family by choice. Indeed, we all need a family of choice; it helps when your own blood family is difficult, to put it mildly.

My husband’s family taught me even more. I gained a family; I received unconditional love like I’ve never known. I have and am still learning what it means to have family want to spend time together, plan outings, make time to call to make sure we are doing well, or just calling to chat. We honor each other’s lives, and are glad we all have friends we love; we support each other’s extended families and are truly happy when all is well, and there when a hand is there to hold us up … no matter what.

Dear Lord, I thank You for choosing these friends, these families, these precious individuals that have and are doing their best to love me, even when I am not so lovable. Thank You, Dear Lord, for allowing me the extreme honor and privilege of truly knowing and loving them all. I could never have found them on my own. It took one special man; a man willing to take my hand, willing to love, honor, and cherish; a man who dared to face life head on with me by his side. I am forever blessed to be his wife. I can’t imagine a life without him. It was meant to be; You meant it to be; You knew what I needed, and You knew the man who could bring out the best, and deal with the worst I had to offer. He’s my man, and he doesn’t just stand by me, but traveled along with me then, travels with me now, and will travel with me wherever life’s journey takes us. I ask that You continue to guide us, protect us, provide for us, and bless us. We are most grateful and thankful for all Your many gifts!  Amen


Be completely humble and gentle; Be patient, bearing with one another in love. Make every effort to keep the unity of the spirit through the bond of peace. Ephesians 4:2-3


And be kind to one another, tender-hearted, forgiving one another, even as God in Christ forgave you.  Ephesians 4:32


1 Corinthians 13:4-7  Living Bible
Love is very patient and kind, never jealous or envious, never boastful or proud, never haughty or selfish or rude. Love does not demand its own way. It is not irritable or touchy. It does not hold grudges and will hardly even notice when others do it wrong. It is never glad about injustice, but rejoices whenever truth wins out. If you love someone, you will be loyal to him no matter what the cost. You will always believe in him, always expect the best of him, and always stand your ground in defending him.


Ah, Love … so much to say …


There is no surprise more magical than the surprise of being loved. It is God’s finger on man’s shoulder. ~Charles Morgan


Love is the condition in which the happiness of another person is essential to your own. ~Robert Heinlein


Anyone can be passionate, but it takes real lovers to be silly. ~Rose Franken


Sometimes the shortest distance between two points is a winding path walked arm in arm. ~Robert Brault


You really shouldn’t say “I love you” unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget. ~Author unknown, attributed to an 8-year-old named Jessica








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