....was the day that I married my best friend. Cliche', I know, but very true.
When I think about all that had to happen for Jeff & I to meet, I am reminded of the sovereignty of God. He moved our families to the same small town the exact same year (mine from Nashville and his from Camden). I won't go into all of the details of it, but let me just say that the song "God Bless the Broken Road" comes to mind because, in the end, regardless of what our families went through during those years, God used even that as a blessing.
Today, as I look back, I wouldn't change a thing (except maybe those really ugly dresses my bridesmaids wore). In all seriousness.....
I am so very thankful to be your wife and as I often say, love you more today than I did yesterday. As I've shared on this blog, my favorite time of day is when I hear the sound of the garage door opening and know that you are home.
Nineteen years ago, I could have never imagined that someday I would love you MORE than I did that very day but I definitely do.
I look forward to our future with so much excitement. I am certainly blessed to be sharing this life with you.
Thank you for being the person that God intended you to be.