It was wonderful to see her eyes sparkle with laughter. Faint, but noticeable. In the 25 years I've known her, she's always had a gleam in her eye to match her bubbly personality. Her husband's untimely death two months ago extinguished that light. As we sat around the table recounting stories of our youth, I saw her smile. My heart leapt when I heard the laughter burst forth from her throat.
After she left, I glanced over at my husband. How many times have I taken him for granted? How often do I ignore his needs in order to meet my own? Why don't I cherish him and serve him as if today is our last day together?
Because it could very well be.
Today I am thankful for my husband and the fiery love we share.
*Still giving thanks with Rebecca & Leah.