Reaching a milestone with happy tears...
This morning, I awoke to thoughts of writing this blog...what I would say, how I would say it and what I would try to convey. My loving husband of thirty years apparently had beaten me to it by composing his own letter to me. I fully intended to get up, make my coffee and sit down at my computer and write something inspiring, uplifting and...and...I don't know. I wanted to say that we'd hit a milestone, thirty years of being married. That through the good times, the bad times...the times of tears and laughter, that we'd made it through. And we have. There were times when I know we both ended our day with anger, and frustration, but we never went to sleep without telling each other that we loved the other. We never left the house without saying I love you. That was and still is the rule. Wedded bliss? I'm not sure there is such a thing. I have to admit, I'm stubborn. I don't give up easily, and praise God, neither does Chris. God has gotten us through some ...