December 21, 1997. That’s the day that I asked my wife to go out with me. It was awkward and I was scared to death. She said yes, and the rest has been the making of history.
January 11, 2003. That’s the day that Miranda and I stood before God, family and friends and pledged our lives and love to one another. It was a great day. At least that’s what it looked like in the pictures. I barely remember what was going on or what happened. What I do remember is driving to Atlanta counting the money that we were given after my mom made us dance with the guests. (Something Miranda specifically said she did NOT want to do. She got over it!)
The wonder of marriage is that it fulfills and satisfies in ways that you could never imagine. I have made my share of mistakes. Some have been more damaging than others. Trust truly IS a fragile reality. Through it all we have walked together.
Nine years ago I said I do. I do love you. I do want to spend my life with you. I do want to grow a family together. I do. I have. I will continue to do these things. I am still a work in progress. My Savior Jesus and my wife know it better than anybody else.
Miranda, I am thankful for your love, your grace, your forgiveness and the occasional reminder to show my work. I am trying to do and be more for you. I love you!