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I've decided that my Valentine this year will be my wife, also known around here as Mom. Sometimes I try to imagine what my life would have been like had I not met and married, and stayed married to, Mom/wife/Cassie. I'll tell you, it never looks good. Who else would have had the patience to teach me that the relationship is more important than _______(fill in the blank)? (I have suggestions for the blank in case you can't think of anything.) Who else would have worked so hard at raising a family, writing books, milking cows, cooking, and the million other things around here that get done because M/W/C cares about them and does them? Most important, though, what would I be like, had I not had the incredible fortune to become one with my Valentine? I would be, in every way, poorer. And I wouldn't even realize it. And I wouldn't have three children who are constant reminders of how wonderful their mother is.
So, Valentine, you're stuck with me for the duration. I love you, and I owe you. Big time.
1 comment:
Who needs candlelight and roses? That was beautiful. 'Gave me the shivers, and I'm tearing up (I always do). You are both very lucky to have found each other. :)
Sissy Willis
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