The Book

I've always had a block when writing a book. People keep telling me, you need to write a book - in relation to marriage. I think so too, but I had one thing I had to do first: write a book to only my wife. Yesterday, I gave it to her. She loved it! Now …

Words of the Bridegroom

Good morning, my Love. You seemed a little lonely, so I just wanted to come over to your side and make sure you knew you were all right... because I like what I see... I just thought maybe... we could... spend a little time together. Hold hands... Take a little walk... Y' know what I …

Hand in hand

When I look back... at the thrilling things in life - experiences, adventures, trials, and so on - I remember most vividly the firsts: First crush. First time driving the tractor. First time plowing the fields without my dad supervising. First time driving. First Kiss. First... But the one that I can still feel in …

Beautiful

Husbands. Fathers. How many times have we heard our wives and daughters speak of how they look in a negative way? We stop, turn, and give them a quick appraisal---confirming what we already knew---they are beautiful. Yeah, it drives us nuts because their eyes lie to them about what others see. I have been married …

Is this for real?

So I'm lying in bed. Can't sleep. A couple hours earlier, I was whispering in my wife's ear that I loved her. Affirming her as my beloved. Thanking her for completing me. Then  once again, I said, I love you. Inside my head, this voice says, Why? What do you mean, why? I responded back …

Listening is loving.

Why is it that we as husbands find it easy to listen to a customer, yet quickly become impatient when our wives are talking? The quick answer is that we value our customers' money. But what does that say about how we value our wives? Ouch.

Being selfish and loving it

I get to hang out with the girl I married. She gets to laugh at my jokes.

Bouquet of words….

I felt discouraged. But then an I got an idea that sort of went like this in my head...

9.21.2004…

I'll never forget the day we first met...