I came upon my wedding picture recently, taken June 7th, 1980. My husband Randy and I were 23 years old. Thirty-five years ago we knew nothing much except we loved each other. But looking at this young bride, I give her kudos for one thing. She knew how to select a mate. To that end, I have 8 thoughts for any women out there not sure if their guy is husband material.
So my prayer today is this. That I stop defining myself by my doing, and start defining myself by my being. That I stop measuring time by the clock on the wall, and start measuring it by the experiences I share with those around me. And that I stop seeing my life as "busy," and instead, see it for what it truly is. Full.
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I'm not one to share sad stories...this however is a love story. Between two friends. My Dad was diagnosed with brain cancer. His best friend Al, never left his side. In the hospital he was there, with ice chips and the occasional perfectly... timed quip. His wit and intelligence is unmatched. And his understanding of my father, like no other.
Emotional support is the idea that your spouse cares what happens to you in your day. Emotional support is knowing that you have someone one on your side, cheering you on through the difficult moments. It's celebrating with you in your triumphs. It's being there with you in the quiet moments, sharing in life together.