Today is my thirteenth wedding anniversary. It amazes me! I've racked my brain about what exactly to write in regards to it, but all I keep thinking is, "Thirteen years!" I feel (in my mind) barely over thirteen years old! How can it be that I am actually thirty-three and celebrating my thirteenth anniversary on the same day that I am sending my youngest daughter off to kindergarten? Life really is a vapour, isn't it?
I am so thankful for my husband! He loves me. That's a simple statement, I know, but I hope I never forget the value in that one, short sentence. He loves me. I could go on and on about his traits or the ways he shows it, but the main thing is simply that he chooses to love...me. With all of his talents, education, or dreams, I have never, in thirteen years of marriage, ever doubted that I was at the top of his priority list. I really mean that! He has never had to tell me that. It's just been that clear, and I'm so very thankful for it! It is wonderful to know that God knew just what I needed and then gave me someone abundantly more!
Mother Teresa said, "Love begins by taking care of the closest ones – the ones at home." I have a husband who loves. I am blessed!
I love you, Clark!
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