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I love Greg!
Hope you enjoy reading this…

Dear Greg,

This year marks the 39th year I have been your friend, wife, lover, co-laborer in ministry, walking partner…etc. etc.!

39! Who knew the funny, joyful, exciting, at times terrifying ride life would take us on when I said I’d marry you. But then our idea of an exotic honeymoon (to which we both agreed) was the Tiki room and riding the Matterhorn at Disneyland.

I don’t recall you ever formally proposed, I just remember two pivotal conversations. One driving home from Idyllwild Camp in your broken down Corvair. I must have been 15 and you 18? You said something like, “Well…I guess we are boyfriend and girlfriend now. But there’s one thing I want you to know, if you EVER get between me and my relationship with the Lord, it will be over, okay?” Haha, you ever the romantic!
Believe it or not, I was so happy to hear you say that. I was sick of guys who were wishy-washy.

Then of course there was the official “marriage proposal” you made. After breaking up and getting back together again 3 times, I recall it went sorta like this: “So, I guess we ought to makes plans to tell your mom and dad we want to get married, right?” Oh sure, they were thrilled. They always wanted me to marry a guy with out a steady paycheck who looked like Redbeard the pirate.

Anyway, you knew I wasn’t the type be impressed by a plane’s sky writing “Will you marry me?” or sending me on some crazy a treasure hunt to find a buried ring in a box… What in the world are the kids today thinking? Leave some excitement for the marriage already.

What made this and makes our marriage so fun is we really are pretty opposite. You are the Yin to my Yang, the only child to my middle child, the Hawaii Five-o to my Antiques Road Show, the Tigger to my Eeyore, you’re “the glass is half full” to my “it’s half empty”. Like I said to you yesterday, I wish I had 10 percent of your optimism!

I love you for a hundred reasons and more.
I never wondered if you loved me.
You make me laugh (and when you couldn’t…you still kept trying.)
You’re generous…I’ve often thought when balancing the checkbook, too generous!
I NEVER doubted you were faithful.
I always knew you would put God first before the kids and me.
You are kind and forgiving even when you’ve been hurt, you’re never petty or vindictive.

Okay, okay enough praise for one day. I think you get the gist of
it….I love you with all my heart…more today than ever,
Cathe

You said it best in a card you gave me 40 years ago. Remember the dark
ages when we used to write things on paper?
“Nothing is better for me than thee.”