Valentine’s Day, although a convenient Hallmark construct, is still a good day to tell special ones you love them. I wrote this a couple years ago in celebration of our 25th wedding anniversary. It all holds just as true today. Love you, babe.
When I look at her I see a few extra pounds, a slight sag on one side of her face, the residual effects of a Bell’s Palsy and a few extra facial lines every year. I see someone whose love for life is second only to her love for risky adventure. Most likely, one has fed the other. I see an olive-skinned, brown-eyed, Welsh-born, Canadian-raised girl whose voluptuous curves still captivate and tantalize me. I see a face wiser from pain, hands tougher from hard work, a smile gentler and more thoughtful from raising two complicated, wonderful sons and a brow somehow more relaxed from having weathered innumerable storms, many of them my sorry gift to her.
There is a bite to her wit, at once caustic but ultimately harmless. There is a joy in her step even if that means tripping more than is generally possible for the average…
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I could apply nearly every word of this, toward my own feelings for my spouse Raewyn, Rob & Rae. Even the Welsch-born beauty and “bite to her wit” parts (must be a Welsch thing). Raewyn MacKenzie is every bit an amazing partner to me, as it sounds like Rae has been for you, my friend. The Lord has blessed us both richly with gorgeous, amazing partners, n’est pas?
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I could apply nearly every word of this, toward my own feelings for my spouse Raewyn, Rob & Rae. Even the Welsch-born beauty and “bite to her wit” parts (must be a Welsch thing). Raewyn MacKenzie is every bit an amazing partner to me, as it sounds like Rae has been for you, my friend. The Lord has blessed us both richly with gorgeous, amazing partners, n’est pas?
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