Monday, May 2, 2011

A Good Life

John saw Mark head out to work on the Jeep, tossed his Wii remote aside and headed out to be with dad. While Mark is gone John collects his stuff, when Mark returned last night John was wearing both Mark's pectoral cross and his MP3 player. When I was a girl and thought of what kind of man that I wanted to marry it was always thoughts of someone who had hands to do strong things, like work on cars and fix things, and hands that were gentle to hold and love a child. Dreams do come true, and this is a good life, a very good life indeed.

1 comment:

Cheryl said...

I love this post. :-D