It’s been a lot longer than that. Really. A lot longer. Like grade school. So arguable more like three decades (ish). Kind of hard to believe. If it weren’t for the fact that the photos from 30 years ago look familiar to me….
You are my best friend. My rock, and constant companion. You challenge me to do better, you push me to find ways to improve everything from my parenting, to my faith to rinsing the dishes before putting them in the dish washer. You are with me when I fail. And I like that, cause you end up with me a lot!
You do so much more than care for my children (yes, I know they are yours too), you teach them, love them, sacrifice for them. You worry about them when they seem ‘off’, and hardly sleep when they are sick, or if you think they are. It’s almost annoying how much you love them.
You have such a heart for service, for others, for God and his Kingdom. Your love of His creation reminds me that our job is not to make things as easy for us as possible, but to care for others.
I have no idea where then next year will take us, or the next ten, or 15, but I know you will be next to me, cause I’m going to be next to you.
I remember her like this… Grade school, and singing with my next door neighbor. Bottom row, Joscelyn’s on the right,
(and BFF) on the left, cute girls huh?
Colledge Freshman! Ahh, the sunflowers… And animals.
Here they are again! (So, no I didn’t marry the girl next door, I married her best friend, no offense Em, but I totally scored!)
One of our big trips as a married couple was to Emily’s wedding in NYC.
Last year. Dinner out. No kids. Paradise, with my wife.