I think back to the day I married him. 35 years ago. Some things have changed. Some things have remained the same.
I think of the things that drew me to him. I think of the things that I love about him.
His love for God
His humor
His musical talent
His work ethic
His honesty
His straightforward answers
His knowledge of the Bible
His love of pepperoni pizza
His patience
His love of sweet iced tea
His gift of helping others
His Christian heritage
His love of the color green
His playful spirit
His ability to avoid vegetables
His positive attitude
His leadership
His appreciation for good food
His love for family
His business insight
His mean sax playing
His ability to cut his own hair
His fondness for watching movies
His need for noisy distractions
His love of dogs
His taste for Peter Pan peanut butter
His eagerness to explore unsafe areas of new cities
His giving spirit
His love of a good joke
His interest in history
His beard
His respect for his dad
His act of honoring his mom in her final years
His willingness to serve others
His support
He’s the love of my life. He’s my best friend. I would marry him all over again.
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