I am thankful for this man. I am so blessed to be growing old with my best friend. We hoped for that when we were young. I could probably spend the whole month just giving reasons for being thankful for him, but just to keep things from getting too mushy around here, I will just name a few:
- He loves me so completely.
- He works so hard to provide for us-needs and wants.
- He loves the Lord and serves Him.
- He makes me laugh.
And obviously he is a good sport. I took these pictures when he was hard at work on the family room remodel. I walked into the room and here he was, looking like (what I told him) a mad professor. I grabbed the camera and took a picture. Then he looked up and let me take another one—just because he knew it would make me laugh. He is generous like that. And I don’t care what he looks like, as long as he keeps looking at me like that—like I am everything to him. 
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