How to honor him on this 7th wedding anniversary?
When honestly all I want to do is stay in bed and cry.
But how would that honor him?
I can’t think of anything except for honoring him by remembering the way he loved me.
Man did this man L-O-V-E me!
On our 4th anniversary, he took to the keyboard and blessed me with these words that I will forever cherish.
And this is just a small example of how daily he would show and tell me how much he loved me (even when we fought).
The last paragraph hit me hard. (his full post below)
“When I remember my dad telling. me that day to finish something, to just do something, I can now say that I have and I will. I will finish my life on this earth with you as my bride, my best friend.”
Oh, Bubba. How my life has been blessed to have had you for the last fourteen years.
Thank you for finishing up your life on this earth with me as your bride. (I love how he always called me his bride and not his wife.)
You never gave up on me, though we had it rough for the first couple of years of our marriage. And you put up with so much of my stubbornness. My life has forever been blessed to have had you share your life with me for those short years.
Wes post on July 6, 2017:
The older I get, the more amazed I become by the longetivity of some things – especially now that I’ve gained the perspective of time as a man in his mid forties. As a teenager, I, as with just about everyone else alive, had only my teenage conception time. Understandably so, all of our older friends and acquaintances have much more experience than us and thusly, their experience of time is much more different than ours.
Both you and I have friends who have retired from the military; lived in their homes for decades; been married for forty plus years.
I can remember back in the early 2000’s a relationship I had with someone for five years came to an end. I told my parents, who both liked her very much. My dad, rest his soul, was visibly upset.
“Why can’t you just finish something?! Just do something.”
I thought I was already on that train. However, from the outside looking in, I obviously wasn’t.
Fast forward to St. Patrick’s Day 2006, and I met you; who would know that you would become my bride and partner for life. I didn’t know it then, but now I do and I’m so very excited and eager to build a life with you; much like the lives of some of our friends and acquaintances at church, only our own story.
When we looked into each others’ eyes on this day in 2013, I’m pretty sure neither of us had any idea of the path God would take us on, just like we currently don’t know the path on which God currently has us and will take us in the future. I’m just so extremely happy and excited that I get to travel down God’s path with you, my love.
One of the final scenes in an all-time favorite movie of mine, For The Love of The Game, depicts Billy Chapel (Kevin Costner) after arguably one of the greatest days of his life; he threw a perfect game – no small feat in baseball (140 years, only 23 perfect games).
What should have been one of the happiest days of his life quickly became meaningless as he was hit by the reality that he no longer had the love of his life, Jane Aubry (Kelly Preston), with him to share. He felt empty without her and he couldn’t feel a single iota of the jubilation his fans felt after the perfect game. I can honestly say that when I have a triumphant moment, I feel empty until I get to share it with you.
To quote Dorothy Boyd (Renee Zellweger) in Jerry Maguire, “You complete me.” You do. I love to cook for you; I love to surprise you; I love seeing the joy in your eyes, especially when I know that it was me who brought it to you.
My love, mi amor, there are so many things I long to share with you; so many memories I yearn to create. When I remember my dad telling me that day to finish something, to just do something, I can now say that I have and I will. I will finish my life on this earth with you as my bride, my best friend. I love you and it only grows stronger the longer we are together.
Happy 4th Anniversary, honey Mimi, my love.