We’d also lost who we were, and what we knew of each other. That’s when we choose to look up, and set our sights on what was truly important in this life – God – each other – family – and everything else.
I keep wondering if it’s a dream. I mean at almost 54 years old (March 11th,) it amazes me to be so blessed with family who love each other and loves me.
I spent my youth doing one thing. Can you guess what it was? Well, besides sports of course. I spent it doing what most young boys do – trying to earn the approval of their dad. A few years ago I sat next to him in a hospital bed as he lingered in and out of conscientiousness.
I was an empty vessel that was never going to be filled by Leah, no matter how much she poured into me. She knew that too, and this is where the beauty of a spouse comes to life.
I still get uncomfortable when people do kind things for me just because. But I’m working to become a better receiver of blessings.
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