I praise God for my husband and my son. Hubby and I have been married for 46 years. We are of different natures and temperaments but we have weathered several ‘storms’ during those years. I couldn’t have done that without Jesus beside me. As I was entering this and some other future postings I my mouse slid off the top of my desk. I just figured out what had happened and Hubby called me to tell me something I already knew. Trying to fix the screen on my monitor had been frustrating to me and then I had to hear “Mom, you need to do such and such before supper. Oh, by the way, Hubby is computer illiterate.
Our son, once considered multiply handicapped, has made great advances in his life to be where he is today. I know God watched over him and still does. Because hubby worked nights, our son and I had some great times together in the evenings. I believe he chooses to tell me things that he knows I will listen to with understanding.
I could tell stories on both of them but those of difficult times are under the blood of Jesus. The sweet stories are too many to mention. I am thankful to God for each of those special stories that make up who we are as a family. The times of hardship have made us stronger. The good times have made great memories for all of us.