I'm thankful that Kevin and I found each other, amongst all those jeans 18 years ago at the Gap. Life has changed quite a bit since those days of folding jeans between classes at Ole Mizzou. We're consumed in a way we couldn't have imagined back then. There are times when we barely talk all week. Sure we exchange a few words about which kid needs to be picked up where or what meeting is happening tonight or…."please stop for milk!!". But a week never goes by where we don't find some time somewhere and really talk, even if it's just a few minutes. This morning it happened across the kitchen counter early, early in the morning. The coffee had just been brewed, I was drenched in sweat from a run, and poor Kevin was suffering from a rotten nights sleep due to a nasty sinus infection. A few simple words exchanged between us and all was right. A strong marriage is a true blessing and I'm thankful for mine.
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