It is the time of year when everyone is so busy, with shopping, parties, and other seasonal activities. I cannot say I have a favorite time of year but I do enjoy each time as they bring change and new thing to my life. There is something about December I do enjoy more than other times, and it is not what you are thinking. December 2 is our anniversary, I know I let it pass in this blog but I now look on this here, it was 17 years ago, I was only 18 and was not even looking to fall in love, but the summer of 1990 I did, with one of my best friends. I had just graduated High School, and was working at a laundry-mat where I played cribbage with a lot of my friends; he was the only one who I could never beat at the game.

It was his 26^th birthday when we had our first date, if you can call hanging out at his place playing Zelda dating… I helped him beat the game the next day. We sat and talk for hours I know it was those soft brown eyes I fell into. Believe it or not that is what we did most of the time talked, I learned he liked classical music and knew so much about music. Though I had to just about pull anything about him out, as he is very modest especially when it came to things that would make him look good. We only dated a few months and it was watching Casablanca, he is a true old fashion romantic, perfect gentleman I completely fell in love with him (and he knew it). Well it is a much longer story than that. I was soon working as a CNA (Certified Nurse Assistant) and moved in with him. When I lost my job there he told me he did not care if I ever worked he would take care of me. 

It was in November and as normal I walked down to his work so we could walk home together, when his shift was over we were in the office when some one just asked when are you two going to get married. He did not miss a beat, he did not ever flinch, he just pointed to a date on the calendar and that was that, 3 weeks later we were married.

Now 17 years later I look back I do not know how but love him more now that I did then. Yes, there where some very hard time but through it all we held each other up in love. He is my prince charming, always there when I need him, and I do all I can to be there for him. I am truly blessed to have such a wonderful husband. I still love to get lost in those deep brown eyes, I can see his heart every time he look at me.

I should also add that it was he that decided to a different church Easter Sunday, in 1997. We have never been the same since walking into that apostolic church, Thank God. Now not only do I have a loving, caring, brilliant, handsome husband but I also have a man that is a strong leader in our home, who follows God with all his heart, I could not ask for more, I am so blessed.