WHERE DID THE TIME GO?.......

When I was a junior in high school, I met the man I would someday marry. Young, and full of enthusiasm, he had a head full of dark brown hair. Yesterday, he turned 62. His hair is now white instead of brown. He's still full of enthusiasm. That's just his way. He's the most loving and giving person I know. To ask him not to care about people is to ask him not to breathe. I feel blessed to have him as my husband. I love him more than I ever did and I can't imagine life without him. Truly, I can't.