My Beloved and I celebrated 39 years of marriage yesterday. I just read a comment from a man who’d been married to his wife for 79 years:
“I’m happy when she’s around.” That pretty much sums it up for me.
Even after all these years, my heart lights up and glows warmly when she My Beloved walks into a room and smiles.
I once wrote:
“We’ve sometimes been like two rocks in a tumbler making a lot of noise, but over the years we’ve polished each other quite beautifully.”
Of all the many blessings for which I’m a grateful man, My Beloved remains at the top of my list.