Seven or so years ago, my husband made this shirt for our anniversary (half pictured above): I love my wife Kathy. Ask me why. It was a sweet gift--the kind I could appreciate. Especially awesome when you consider two things. 1) He wore it to a very large seminar with thousands of people in attendance. 2) We had a major fight that morning, but he donned it anyway.
Angel's more than a husband. He's a friend (a few blog posts are just the tip of the iceberg). Over the years, he's put notes in my suitcase, made me a set of cross stitched squirrels, rescued turtles (something that didn't effect me directly, but I love), and bathed my dog repeatedly.
I am beyond grateful.
There's so much I want to share about the last couple of days: about friendship, about what I've been thinking, about what it was like to swim under a darkened sky. For now, all I can say is this: Nothing matters more than the people you surround yourself with.
Oh, the comfort - the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person - having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but pouring them all right out, just as they are, chaff and grain together; certain that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then with the breath of kindness blow the rest away.~Dinah Craik, A Life for a Life
Altered Today: Love for my husband and friends