As I look back over the years the Lord has given us together, I cannot help but just be thankful for all I have lived, experienced, learned with this wonderful man I call my husband. I feel blessed to be the one who gets to prepare his meals, wash and iron his clothes, pray for him, walk beside him, and rear our three children with him.
I'm thankful his key opens my door, and everytime I hear his key opening up the door to our home, I feel a pitter-patter in my heart, for he is the one who holds the key to my heart. He deserves my love, my honor, my obedience, my reverence.
And how I love this man!
Thank you, My Sweetheart, for your loving care for me during these eleven years. I love you more than I could ever say.
