Ill be Fifty tomorrow! It may be the halftime of my life or the end of the third quarter. Frankly, I dont care. The worlds time and score disappeared the moment I saw my wife Sophie walking down the Isle. On that day, God crowned me a winner. Sophies and Gods love sparkles in my daughter Katerinas beautiful eyes and shines brightly in my son Georges big smile. I look at them and melt with gratitude. I feed my soul on their love. In turn, I echo His love to them with my every breath. At fifty, I look different. I see that I have lost my coveted hair and with it my foolish pride. When I was younger, I measured success by the intensity and the number of applause I received from you. I cannot hear your applause anymore because my heart is shouting loudly the words I love you with its every beat. In my 65,000,000 heart beats or so and its accompanying message, I have learned that I cannot truly live without sharing the worlds bitter sweet cup. In doing so, I have tasted your sadness and happiness. We have cried together, and we have laughed together. I have quietly and loudly mourned your losses and rejoiced at your gains. Whether I met you at work, in school, at church, in my neighborhood, on a playground, at a family gathering, or by my cradle, I have loved you with my every smile. Knowingly or unknowingly you have been Gods answer to my many questions. Through His whispers in your ear, you have taught me everything I know. Like a beautiful quilt, God stitches the good in each of you together to reveal His portrait. In your guidance, I found my road to Him. Again, if my birthday is a halftime or a third quarter, I dont care because I endeavor to dream of a spectacular overtime with all of you and Him. Ill finish this long post by being quiet and letting my heart have the final words; I love you!
Posted on: Fri, 21 Mar 2014 12:18:56 +0000
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