My best friend

Before church on Sunday I noticed that we were both wearing blue so I thought, why not take a picture of ourselves? So, here we are all clean and beautiful(?). I guess that this can be our 39th anniversary photo. But, the point I wanted to make is that hands down, Ken is my very best friend. He's actually much more than that. I know that he will stand by me through thick and thin, through good times and bad. I would and do trust him with my life. I know that he loves me more than anyone else in the world loves me. You always hear about people who say that they love their spouse more after a lifetime together than they did on the day they were married. On the day you are married you couldn't believe that that would be possible. How could I possibly love that person more? I now understand how that is possible. Counting our friendship and engagement, we've been together for forty years. How can you not love someone more after you've been together for that long? We've shared so much. I've come to depend on him for so much that I can't imagine how I will ever live without him, if he goes first. ( you know, kicks the bucket before me.) I know I would rather be with him than with anyone else. My secret fantasy (well, not so secret now) is to be alone with him on a tropical island forever. (Well, at least for a month or two.) That way I would have my two favorite things: Ken and warm ocean water in which to snorkel. I guess I could go on forever about this, but you get the idea. Every day I thank my Heavenly Father for my greatest blessing, my wonderful husband, Ken.

The End.

P.S. I just noticed that I had written 30th anniversary instead of 39th. Oops. So I just fixed it.