I think we have been married long enough to let you in on something - I am older than Hubby.
By 21 days and 3 hours!
Saying that use to hurt but it doesn't anymore. I guess I've come to terms to loving younger men!
Its my fault you know, that I married a man younger than me.
Because God does have a sense of humor!
When I was younger I wanted to be taller. I wanted to be 5 feet 11 1/2 inches tall but since both of my parents were 5'4" that was going to be stretch!
I wanted to be a better speller - but I'm not, instead I'm dyslexic.
I get lost in the mall and we have a saying that I keep driving until I hit an ocean or run out of gas. Oh how I long to able to read a map or not get lost on my way to a dog food aisle.
But God knew before I was born that I would be like this so he provided for me. He created my Hubby.
He is 6'3", the perfect speller, great at finding his way and he got me a GPS for when we are not together.
I never asked for an older man so he's not. See God's humor?
But he is perfect! When we hug, I fit right under is chin. I'm an early bird, he's the night owl.
I'm a righty, he's a lefty.
And today is his birthday. We get to go out to eat someplace tonight and celebrate how lucky I am to have him in my life.
And to thank God for his good sense to put us together and laugh at His sense of humor.
Happy Birthday my love.
No Where.....No Time.....No One.....But You.
We just mailed our taxes last night. He is a procrastinator! I so love him!