This weekend’s itinerary is busting at the seams. Saturday, we are joining other car enthusiasts at our community’s Spring-a-Thon. He’ll spend tomorrow afternoon and evening getting The Mistress ready for the car show portion. Saturday evening, we are joining Hunter, a friend, and her family for dinner. Sunday is Mother’s Day.
This weekend is also our anniversary. Why aren’t we celebrating that instead of all the other things? Because we’ve been blessed tremendously that we constantly and continuously have that time alone in order to invest in and celebrate our relationship. We don’t need a special day for me to vow my love to him. Or for him to send me flowers. With the kids growing up, working, and having friends, most of our Saturdays are spent loafing, catching a movie, or just enjoying quiet time together.
We’re best friends. Outside of my job(and many times AT my job) when you see me, you see Preston. Our short 6 years of marriage have been action-packed. I tell him all the time that he can quit making me prove my love to him. He oughtta know by now!
Maybe it was was because our relationship started with a lie. I was a widow. I was skeptical of Preston and I wasn’t looking for a relationship. I had 2 boys to raise. We had been chatting and talking through social media. Facebook had this cool live messenger thingy back in the day! Preston was too good to be true! Back to the lie….. I was very careful of the information I gave him. He could have been a pervert!! A serial killer! Anything! So I told him that I was from a neighboring county other than the one I live in. It didn’t take long for me to come clean. But Preston has fun with that lie.
Preston was everything that he said he was and so much more. He was my knight in shining armor. I knew in my heart that he was someone special when he never tired nor flinched at constantly having to listen to Chase and Hunter tell him how great their daddy was. He’d just encourage them and tell them how much their daddy must have loved them and how proud he would be of them. And he still does that to this day.
Preston would later adopt them. Hunter put it best….. it wasn’t to replace their daddy, but to pick up where he left off. I will always be grateful to Preston for that. He holds a very special place in all of our hearts.
Our marriage has been one trial after another. I genuinely hope that God uses our story to help strengthen other marriages and encourage others during their own trials. I can testify that I love Preston more now than I did yesterday. And I pray that tomorrow, I’ll love him even more than today. There is nothing sweeter than looking in Preston’s eyes and seeing God’s love looking right back at me.
We’ve learned to celebrate every day as a gift. They say a picture is worth a thousand words. Tonight, I share with you pictures from our marriage, the good the bad, the ugly and all the blessings in between.
Hope you enjoy.
Preston and Kim
Praying With My Eyes Wide Open 