My wife is sleeping, but I’m awake. We’re laying here in bed. I’m on my back with my head propped up a little. She’s on her side and her left hand is over my heart.
It occurs to me to thank God yet again for getting me here, and keeping me here. With this wonderful woman literally and figuratively at my side.
It’s not always easy, but like Jack Nicholson said in that movie, she makes me want to be a better man.
I don’t feel like a good man most of the time–I feel like a hypocrite and a fraud.
God led me to this place, right here. With this bold and beautiful (and snoring) shield maiden and these two young maniacs across the short hall.
I think I got the better part of the deal.