I never had a lot of boyfriends. I was often told by my mom that I would not marry and the implication was I was too fat and not pretty and maybe too smart for any boy to love me. My high school was way too small to have a boyfriend (54 in my high school graduating class) and my parents both worked at the school. In college most of the boys I ever met were immature, wild and drank, a lot, and I never gave them a second glance.
So, in my 20s when my girlfriend called and told me that she met the guy I was going to marry, I wasn't very hopeful. I was interested though. Turns out she was right, I married him. He was in the Navy so we saw the parts of the world that included Japan, Florida, Hawaii and parts of the Midwest. We had a son and lost a baby.
It hasn't been an easy ride. It has had rough patches. There are ways we still don't fit together even after 35 years. But, this marriage with this husband and our son has been my life. It has made me who I am and shapes the person I am becoming.
My friend Amanda calls it sandpaper when two people rub each other in ways that create friction. Without sandpaper, the wood never becomes beautiful. Although this husband and I still rub each other to create friction, I have to admit that we are becoming more beautiful. I have become more than I would have without him.
And that son who did so many funny, terrible, annoying things has grown into a man I am very proud to call my son. It amazes me that he shops, cooks, and cleans for himself these days. I wonder where the time went?
I am so thankful for my husband and my son who are the most important people in my life. Thank You, Lord for this precious gift.
So, in my 20s when my girlfriend called and told me that she met the guy I was going to marry, I wasn't very hopeful. I was interested though. Turns out she was right, I married him. He was in the Navy so we saw the parts of the world that included Japan, Florida, Hawaii and parts of the Midwest. We had a son and lost a baby.
It hasn't been an easy ride. It has had rough patches. There are ways we still don't fit together even after 35 years. But, this marriage with this husband and our son has been my life. It has made me who I am and shapes the person I am becoming.
My friend Amanda calls it sandpaper when two people rub each other in ways that create friction. Without sandpaper, the wood never becomes beautiful. Although this husband and I still rub each other to create friction, I have to admit that we are becoming more beautiful. I have become more than I would have without him.
And that son who did so many funny, terrible, annoying things has grown into a man I am very proud to call my son. It amazes me that he shops, cooks, and cleans for himself these days. I wonder where the time went?
I am so thankful for my husband and my son who are the most important people in my life. Thank You, Lord for this precious gift.