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My Valentine

Tonight we had a "Date Night" at the church... Valentine's Day and all. We had Asian food and decor' and lots of fun. They had a skit depicting the stages of marriage, the Blandons spoke and I told some funny stories about how different personalities react differently to the same situation. I guess I'm in a mushy mood - thinking about the 31 + years that I've been married to my sweetheart. We've had our ups and downs just like everyone else. Some rough years and hard knocks. But tonight I am so at peace with my marriage relationship. I not only love my husband but I am in love with him. I loved the guy I married... but I adore the man he has grown to be. We are best friends. Soulmates. The fact that he wants me beside him thrills my heart. I know that when I married him we were both way too young and immature to make a lifetime decision; so I give God the glory and the credit for uniting two young hearts... and for keeping us these 31+ years! Hope your Valentine is as special as mine!
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