A and I got married 14 years ago–but our anniversary isn’t special. Every night, when he comes to bed–our comfy bed with the extra padding–I am grateful and aware of the blessing.
I was volunteering with seniors, facilitating a writing group when A & I moved in together. One of these wise women said to me, “I’m so happy for you; life is better when you’re not alone isn’t it?”
And not only A, but our two daughters grace my life now. One of them made a fabulous dinner for us, the other made this: