24 years ago, when i was lovestruck and waltzing through wedding plans, i would have bet you my bottom dollar that i'd have no problem giving thanks every single day for my soon to be husband. of course i would.
and, of course i should.
except, often, days and weeks go by, when i don't.
it's not that i'm not thankful for him. i am! i just forget to give the thanks. in fact, i seem to think even, that somehow, my thankfulness is a given. like because we've been married for over two decades i don't need to point that out to him. like because we've been married so long, he probably already knows how thankful i am. right?
wrong!
the truth is, after 23 years of marriage, i should know better ...
for the rest of this {grace words} post, please click over to becky's blog at: "thank you, honey!"
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