I'm feelin' pretty fine about the husband I chose for my life. In a million years, no man could fill his shoes. He has hung in there with me through the worst times; I've stuck by him as well, but I honestly don't know how my life would have progressed to this point, without Sam's love and support of all I do.

Don't remember if I ever told you all, that the day Sam and I met was November 14, 1992; I was almost 32 years old. Sam was 34. I knew by that time that I hadn't liked a lot of men I'd known through the years; not that I was involved with many, I just watched the men I knew--family members, friends' husbands, and such... 

We became engaged on February 4, 1993, and we married on October 16 of the same year. I realize this present month is not related to any of those dates. It's just that every now and then, I am overwhelmed with humility, that I have been blessed with someone as great as this man with whom I share my life!

Love you sweetheart...refer me back here when we are at odds, okay dear? Your answer is, "Yes dear". He knows....

This old favorite, kinda' pulls it all together for me. Or you can listen to this particular version..., Which is new to me--heh.