I Love the Way He Loves Me!

Last Wednesday Mark and I left for D.C. We had a conference to attend and planned a few extra days to sight see. We have been inseperable. So, today was Mark's first day back at work. What did he want? Freedom? Time with the other men at work? Peace and quiet? No, he wanted more time with me. He asked me to meet him for lunch!



So as I sat home, thinking how nice it would be to not make the 30 minute drive over to the town where Mark works, the Lord reminded me of how blessed I am. On March 21, 1997, Mark asked me out for the first time. On April 2 we were engaged. People were shocked. We hadn't taken the "proper" path to dating and engagement. We knew we were supposed to me married.



So, here I am, 10 years later, married to the man who loves me more than I can even imagine. I write of friends, of family, but never of this amazing man who, after spending 8 solid days with me, asked me to lunch again on the 9th day.



So, to my wonderful husband, I love the way you love me! See you at lunch.