from high school until now my story isn't all that dissimilar to yours I've got some years on you a marriage and a pair of kids but it's the same in so many ways. it's a love story of Miracles and prayers answered and worship and awe. he laces up his shoes and he gets in it with me he shows himself to me that he loves me in the way my husband looks at me and the way that the clouds Sparkle on the surface of the lake in the summer. I see it in the smiles and the laughter of my children and the tears of my friends who grieve. I've seen it in the purple Mountain's majesty and in a giant ice cream cone on Summer's hottest day. I've seen it in the contentment of the poorest of the poor, in the magic of Christmas morning, in the humor of seeing Scout in a Spandex Spider-Man costume and in the way the birds sound first thing in the morning outside of my window. my list would be longer than you'd ever have time to read. the only advice I have is to keep those eyes wide open, wide open and honest girl is the only way to go about the world and experience the fullness of God's love
