Thankful for my Poo

I remember twenty nine years ago loving Mark and thinking how deeply I loved him.  Well, the saying "the older you get the less you know" is an under statement.  Young love is  desirable, thrilling, and soul-connecting.  Mature love is all of those but it has depth.  I can't.imagine.life without him.  He is my best friend and my rock.  He makes me happy when skies are gray!  Thank you Mark for being my sunshine and for your love, loyalty, for being my soul mate.  I am so blessed being allowed to be your wife, best friend, and soul mate.  God is good and blesses even a sinner like me.  Thank you God.  He is worthy!

After receiving the great news on Friday, we enjoyed  every minute of the weekend.  We enjoy yard work, flower planting and anything outside.  After a trip early Saturday to Mary's we began planting. I might have lasted fifteen minutes.  However, Mark built window boxes, painted, planted, opened the pool, and took care of me.  The window box is in our bedroom window.  It is beautiful and filled with flowers that I can see from our bed.  I KNOW Mark and I know he did that because I have been spending a lot of time in bed and I can look at them.  Thank you Mark, you are so kind, loving and giving.

Today has not been a good feeling day for me.  However, I have spent most of it in bed I know God, Mark and my family love me and  brighter days are just ahead helps.