15 years ago, we were young and wild and free. We wanted something, something in life, we were tired of looking. I personally decided to give up and let the wind take me. Bill was standing there. We now wonder how in the world two totally different people could get along and would we make it? We knew we weren't going to be a statistic. We knew we had to make it. I was madly in love. There was something in him, something that told me, He was going to keep me safe. Something told me, he was going to fight with me and for me. Something said He wouldn't give up on me. And He hasn't. There have been many times we wanted to give up, from field assignments, colicky babies, moves, finances personal struggles, the death of several of my family members and cancer. But He has been here. Not out of his own will and strength, but only by the grace of God. I hold his hand not just for strength, but to give strength. I hold his hand so we can hold each other up. I love him so much and he is truly a gift of God...
Love you, love me, love you, love me
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