Of Hubbies and Puppies...I have a whole lotta love for my hubby! We met when I transferred to another division of a retail outlet store that I worked for. The one I was working at just wasn't a positive environment (and we'll leave it at that). However, it was a staff of all women. I was a floor supervisor. I became a floor supervisor at Steve's store, which had a management staff of all men (fun times...). My first day, I was asked to do a display of shoe care items, and Steve was put in charge of my progress. We both remember the situation differently. He remembers thinking that I did a good job. I remember being terrified of him because he seemed so serious and he made me nervous.
Well, the more we got to know each other, the more we found out we had a lot in common. Around the time I got my first teaching job, he was transferred to another store nearby in Reading. That is when we started dating. A little over a year later, we got married. God has blessed us with 15 years of marriage this year.
Steve is my best friend, my comfort, my shoulder to cry on, my encourager- my help-meet. He has been with me for better and for worse. He has been by my side as I struggled to find relief from my Bi-Polar 2 disorder. He has never failed in showing love and kindness even when I was at my ugliest. Most of all what I love is that he makes me laugh. Sometimes so much so that I either fall on the floor or have to use the bathroom (Sorry for the TMI, but I wanted to convey how hard he makes me laugh). Side-splitting laughter. You look at what God demonstrates as in Himself as our spiritual husband, and I am blessed to have a husband who diligently strives to be an image-bearer of that model.