Faith, and marriage.
For me, the former has remained strong at its
ancient roots through my River of Life sojourn.
It has ebbed and flowed,
trickled through droughts, sustained under a glaring sun, refreshed in
torrents and lulled to peace in the rare, precious stretches reflection
and, yes, blessings.
Ah, but the latter, too, has been my companion,
my warm human touch, the sustainer of love in a touch, a smile, a kiss,
a prolonged embrace.
My lover and friend, my life's diamond, my
priceless gift from the author of Love, who is that friend who sticks
closer than a brother.
When I look in Barbara's eyes, I glimpse
eternity. Faith and Love come full circle.
Happy 42nd anniversary, sweetheart.
