April 24, 2010

Twenty-Four

An impromptu lunch with R is one of the joys of my life. There, in the booth with crimson vinyl covered seats, we connect. How many meals have I shared with this man? Amazingly, we never run out of things to say.

Through the years we've talked about everything under the sun. These days, our conversations are different. They bring to mind the days before we married.

I can't wait.


I'm nervous.


I'm excited.


Is this the right decision?

Do you think we'll make it?

 I look past the crinkles and gray hairs and into the eyes of the man I love. He grabs my hands, which have somehow morphed into my mother's.  

We know

that God is good and He is faithful

that home is wherever the other is

that we are wiser, stronger

that 17 years together have forged a bond not easily broken

that we will survive.







4 comments:

jenmom said...

Oh yes you will survive sweet friend!!
My husband and I have been learning some hard lessons about putting all this "I trust in the Lord" talk to daily practice as of late!
We were told last week that we were having to move out of our home, because the lady we rent from was losing the house in a divorce settlement. We began immediately looking. We found a house that we could afford and then the deal fell through after a very bad experience with a realter that took us for our deposit money (we are working on getting that back).
Just yesterday we found a better situation for less money! We should know something by the end of this next week.
Still praying for you and your family! Faith and Freedom!! I'm walking the road with you!!

Carrie said...

Can I say AMEN to this statement!?

Lisa writes... said...

Amen, sister!

Jillian, Inc said...

*sniff* love that!