Wednesday, 11 November 2015
Today . . .
Fifteen years ago today I married my best friend in a little chapel in Wales and then we drove up to Chorley and were sealed together for time and all eternity in the Preston, England Temple. This is the longest that Todd has ever been married. (We've beaten his record by a year.) It's also two thirds as long as my last marriage. I wish that neither of us had been married and divorced before, but it is what it is.
The important thing is . . . we finally got it right!
We found each other late in life, which means we didn't ever have the opportunity to have a family together. That is my one sorrow in all of this . . . that we were not able to have children. I know that Todd would have been a wonderful father, because he is a great step dad and he has been a wonderful father to our fur babies. He's kind and understanding and doesn't easily lose his cool. He's incredibly patient. I get stressed when things don't go the way I want them to . . . he does not.
Life has not been easy at times. We've had to face some pretty big challenges through the years, but life has always been very good and we have always been very happy together. We are the best of friends. I can share anything with him and I do. In those fifteen years (which I know doesn't seem like very long to some of you) we have spent most of our working days together.
I have heard people say they could never do that, but (with the exception of the two years of our marriage) we always have worked together. First at a Service Station and then at the Manor. We spend most of our waking hours together even now. We don't mind. We don't just love each other . . . we like each other.
Which is not to say we always get along. We have our moments. But, thankfully, they are few and far between.
He doesn't like me driving when he steers. I don't like the way he loads the dish washer. But we would both conceded that there have been times when it's been a good thing I've been driving while he was steering the car because accidents have been avoided . . . and I recognize how lucky I am to have a husband that will load the dishwasher. It all evens out.
We like the same books and the same politics. We enjoy the same films for the most part. (He's not into chick flicks and I'm not into cowboys.) We both enjoy travel and nature and we both love the Lord with all of our hearts. I love pizza and pasta and he does not. He loves steak and kidney pie, mackeral and sardines. I would touch none of those with a barge pole. But we make it work.
He makes me laugh. I make him laugh. We laugh together.
He is the yin to my yang.
When I am weak, he is strong and vice versa. I like to think we bring out the best in each other and together we get past the worst.
There is nobody on this earth that I want more to spend eternity with. For years and years I had been praying to have a husband who was my spiritual equal . . . who understood me inside and out . . . who loved the Lord every bit as much as I did and who would be as committed to that love as much as I was. He was and is the answer to that prayer.
How wonderful that you could be the answer to someone's prayer. I can think of nothing better.
We love each other. As Angie would say . . . warts an arl. There is nothing sweeter.
Happy Anniversary to the other half of me. I'm glad I found you.
We are going into Chester to work with the young Missionaries on a Street Display today and tonight we have Missionary Correlation Meeting, so we will be going out to supper tomorrow to celebrate. There is an Asian Buffet place that we have both been wanting to try out for a very long time and so tomorrow's the night we are going to do it! I have a really hard time finding a place that I enjoy eating at. I have my fingers crossed!
Also remembering today those who paid the ultimate price for the freedoms we now enjoy. May it never have been in vain. I am ever grateful for their sacrifice and for the men and women who continue to serve.
A thought to carry with you through today . . .
Humour is the spiciest condiment in
the feast of existance.
Laugh at your mistakes, but learn from them.
Joke over your troubles, but gain strength from them.
Make a jest of your difficulties but overcome them.
Cooking in The English Kitchen today . . . a Lebanese Tabouleh.
Have a fabulous Wednesday. Wherever you go and whatever you do, don't forget!
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And I do too!