I Love You Honey

Growing up, my siblings and I always felt special and loved by both my parents. Their Christian morals and values provided a firm faith foundation to family life, and it was their nurturing, without criticism, that helped us learn how to help ourselves. I modeled being a mother after my own mom. I kissed the hurts away when my children were small, held them when life hurt them, and tried to always show them how to deal with unexpected circumstances. Most of all I loved them each for who they were individually.

It didn’t matter what age my kids were when they got angry or made at me, I always told them I loved them, even when I was angry or mad at them. Being loved will get you through life’s most difficult obstacles. You never know if you are going to get a second chance to tell someone you love them--so don’t have regrets later for not having told them how you feel.

Each night at my mom’s, she still tells me, “I love you honey” and gives me a kiss on the forehead. Even with three grown children of my own, it’s comforting to feel like a kid again--safe at home with mom.

This is the nurturing experience. It is what people look for in day spas, or retreats, or find in other people. Being pampered and cared for and reciprocating; doing something for someone else for no reason at all; sending a card or e-card, making cookies, smiling at others, offering a kind word to a clerk, and saying I love you to family--Everyone needs kindness in their lives.

I know that I am blessed and loved by my husband, my children, my mother, my family.

Joshua 1:5…I will be with you. I will not leave you or forsake you.

Isaiah 49:15-16… I will not forget you! See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands; your walls are ever before me.

Happy 10th anniversary

June 14th was my tenth anniversary. Some of my husband’s friends told him he shouldn’t get married again. Some of his friends told him it would never work. They thought they were his friends but they didn’t stick around to get to know us as a couple.

That’s okay because we found our own group of friends and we have had ten happy years together and Larry still has another forty years left on his contract before he gets a chance to renew it.

We met through email thanks to my sister Mary and his sister-in-law Jeannie. Weeks of emailing and weeks of phones calls and we finally met. And no it wasn’t love at first sight because we had already fallen in love. We had shared everything in emails and phone calls and all that was left was to meet face to face. We were married four months after the first email.

Every year on our anniversary Larry brings me a dozen yellow roses and a red rose for each year we have been married. It makes quite and impression on all who see him coming out of the store with this big bouquet and it is sweet. On our first year, Larry also gave me twelve yellow porcelain roses. Yellow roses are special because he sent me two dozen yellow roses before we ever met face to face.

But it doesn’t stop there. Every year Larry gives me a real rose dipped in 24kt gold. I have ten of the most gorgeous gold roses in a glass vase for all to see when they come into our living room.

I asked God to give me a husband and he gave me a not only a husband but a best friend, a man to treasure and love, truly, madly, deeply, forever and ever, body and soul.