I love my husband. We have been together since our first year of college in 1989. He was a transfer student and I was a freshman at one of the best colleges ever. His dad tells a story about how they were visiting during parent weekend and Kevin pointed me out and told his dad that he was going to date me one day. Sweet, huh?
It wasn't love at first sight for me, but because we started out as good friends, there was a foundation there that has helped us in our married journey together, after the newlywed bliss wore off and the children came along. I can honestly say he is my best friend.
We have been together through the ups and the downs. We have taken care of each other through the sickness (well he tries...) and health. We've backed each other in the war of parenthood. And we have enjoyed the blessings of a great ministry serving the Lord together.
Funny thing is, after almost twenty years of being together there are very few secrets or surprises...until today. When I came home there was a stranger in my house.
This is who I saw...
Could someone please tell me who that man is sitting in my husband's chair?!!! :)
I faintly recognize the face from, let's say, ten or twelve years ago...