“Our birthdays are feathers in the broad wing of time.” -Jean Paul
I wanted to wish my husband a very happy birthday today! I often post about things I’m doing, people I’m seeing, and things I’ve created, but I don’t often post about my marriage or about Ken. As we await Jude’s arrival, I took some time to reflect on the man I chose to commit to and spend a lifetime with. I realized that for most people, first impressions often aren’t the truest form of a persons being. In Ken’s case it was. He is one of very few people that I can say, “First impressions don’t lie.” For those of you who don’t know about us, we met when I was in eighth grade. In the summer of 1998, I remember vaguely meeting the man that would become my husband. These are a few of the things that seemed so trivial, unimportant, and seemingly unremarkable. Yet now I realize the very little I picked up, was all that mattered in the end.
When I met Ken I thought…
- He’s not like the rest of the guy’s here. He doesn’t seem to care about girls or impressing others.
- He’s so quiet and gentle.
- He’s so “Christian.”
- He’s so different.
Today, I think…
- I am so lucky to be with someone whose status quo is not like that of the rest of the world.
- He’s so gentle and sweet.
- His sound faith continues to amaze me.
- He’s the most selfless, caring, and unconditional person I have ever met.
So yes, back then those attributes didn’t seem like much, but I look back now and realize he was already the makings of a truly good man. I’m glad God has a sense of a humor and changed my thoughts on “never dating a boy from camp.”
I love you, husband. I hope that with each birthday and feather added to your wingspan, we’ll continue sowing together a legacy together with our growing family. I count myself lucky to have Jude grow up with an example like you. Oh, and I wouldn’t mind it if Jude didn’t bring home a girl until he was 23 years old either. 😉
*p.s. Looking for a photo of us, I realized I had never posted anything from our Chicago trip!