Friday, February 26, 2010

16 years and counting

Wow! I can scarcely believe that 16 years have passed since this photo was taken. Looking back, I realize the man in the picture is not the same man I married...and I'm not the same either. We've grown. We've grown up. We've grown a family. We've grown closer. We've grown in faith.

A lot has happened in our 16 years of marriage. There have been many happy occasions to celebrate. There have been words uttered that were immediately regretted. We've been through two whole-house remodels together. We've mourned the passing of dear family and friends, all while clinging to one another and holding each other up. We've faced extreme illness, and looked to God to see us through the trials this illness has brought us.

This man has, and always will be, my best friend. He understands me. He accepts me. He cherishes me. And I love him. I love him for his compassion towards others. I love him for his sense of humor. I love him for being a kind father. I love him for the goober-head that he can sometimes be. :o) I love him for putting up with my rambunctious behavior. I love him for listening to me when I want to rant and rave. I love him for sitting down and looking me straight in the eye when I need to work through something that's bothering me. He doesn't try to fix the problem...he just lets me pour out my heart so I can keep moving forward.

I am so blessed. So blessed, that it's almost scary. I pray daily and give thanks to God for this man He created for me. My soulmate. My love. I pray no temptation will ever come near us to drive separation between us. I pray God is creating a spouse for my children that will be just like mine is to me. I look forward to the next 16 years and then some. Happy Anniversary, my love! Forever and Always...

1 comment:

  1. That was beautiful and you are very smart to pray the way you do! We've got to guard our marriages with true love & prayer, faithfully. I'm also married to my soul mate and we've been married for 20 years this JUne but when we hit our nine year mark, out of literally nowhere, like a light switching off, my husband stopped going to church and stopped loving me. It was the most hurtful and awful experience I've ever had in my life. Ever.
    IT lasted a year & 3 months that way. Stuff nightmares are made of... but G-d told me that it would work out right at the beginning, so I clung to His Word and sure enough, the light switch turned back on. It was a life altering process. I still struggle with the scars of it and continually pray for our marriage. We are truly blessed!


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