Thirty Seven Years of Love

I tell everyone that being a grandparent is the greatest thing that ever happened to me, but that’s not entirely true. The greatest thing is being loved by Leroy. Walking through these life journeys at his side makes all the difference. Nothing would be possible or the same without him.

I wish I had known what I was doing when I married Leroy. The truth is that I had no idea what I was getting myself into—I guess no one does. But God knew I needed a stable, kind, and loving man if this would work, and he gave me the best. It took me a while to realize it, but I’ve been counting my blessings for many years.

We have enjoyed a tremendous year. We accomplished some significant goals and fulfilled lifelong dreams. We’ve traveled together more than ever and loved every minute of it. Leroy has also done quite a bit of solo travel for both work and hunting. He loves these trips, too, and I love that he has the opportunity to go, but I don’t like being home without him. The fact is, I don’t like being anywhere without him.

We will celebrate our Thirty-Seventh Wedding Anniversary this week. I suppose this post is my annual love letter to my husband. I appreciate him more than ever. In the last few months, I have required more care, and he has risen to the challenge as I knew he would. Marriage can be complicated, but Leroy makes it look effortless and feel easy. I feel loved and cherished. What more could a girl ask for?