This week, my real life hero and I celebrate our forty-two years of Happily Ever After. We’re gathering at the Old West Book Shop today. In my husband’s honor, I’m serving his favorite Arbuckles coffee (strong) and his favorite treat, Oreo cookies. He’ll be reading his treasured Louis L’Amour books while we’re lingering over coffee.
This is the man who asked me to go to the Junior Prom with him for our first date.
This is the man who still wanted to marry me when I told him I wasn’t able to have children.
This is the man who stood by me as I went through many years of infertility treatments.
This is the man who calmed me as we went through high-risk pregnancies.
This is the man who was by my side both times we brought miracle babies into the world.
This is the man who comforted me when two of our babies went to heaven before being born.
This is the man who is a wonderful father to our two sons, who are amazing men.
This is the man who has always worked hard to provide for his family.
This is the man who delights in being Granddad to the most adorable grandchildren in the world.
This is the man who strives to live a Christian life every day.
This is the man God created to be my best friend, my companion along the trail.
This is the man who is my hero.
This is the man I love.
Blessings to you, DEAR HUSBAND of forty-two years….and forever!