A few days ago, I watched as my sweetheart played on our deck with our older daughter. I saw him pick up a piece of chalk. He bent down and began to write. As I watched him form the words “I Love,” I felt joyful to think of the sweet message he was writing for our little girl, and thought of how special she would feel when she read it. To my surprise, when my husband straightened to survey his work, it read “I love Mommy.” I felt so cherished.
He is always doing sweet things like that to serve me and bless my life. We joke about the seven-year itch; he keeps teasing me that this is the year I’m going to upgrade to a new model, but the truth is, I would never find anything this good anywhere else. He lights up my life in so many precious ways. I am so grateful that I am alive and married to him. I love you, Sweetheart!
Seeking out Sunshine 