Old and broken, shattered pieces on the floor. No, not a vase or urn, but the man who walked through your door. He thought his life was over, nothing left to live for; but you picked up the pieces, reshaped them, glued them, and even more: you loved him, cared for him, gave him the life he needed. Today he laughs and smiles and lives, he's so glad he heeded the gentle words you said and accepted the kind offerings that your love gives. Let's go on together so long as we have life. I know that in this walk the Lord has led: I am forever grateful that you've agreed to be my wife. Happy birthday!
Today is BBBH's birthday. The number associated with that, she says, is quite large. Yes, I suppose it is, but as someone wisely pointed out, it is only a number.
BBBH and vanilla, Port A, Texas, 27 Feb 2013
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