April is an important month in the timeline that is my life. In April my parents were married. This is an important moment for obvious reasons as I would cease to exist without this part of the timeline. Coming in at a close second, April was the true beginning of my relationship with Christ. And finally, it was the beginning of my life with Rachel. Three years ago today I watched her walk down the aisle, arm in arm with her father. I stood hand in hand and pledged my life to her.
Any married man will tell you in a candid moment of brutal honesty, that we (as males) are not worthy or our wives love and affection. As a general rule of thumb. It isn’t feminism, or sexist or anything… it’s just the truth. She is amazing, and puts up with more than I wish she had to. But she still loves me. And that’s very good news.
Happy anniversary, gorgeous…
