There are many Thanksgivings I could write about, but I'm going to focus on three. Each one very precious. One..... The first Thanksgiving I'm recalling took place thirteen years ago on November 25, 2005 in a hospital room in Portland, Oregon. It was a quiet one with my first husband, Bill Rudberg. He was very ill [...]
He popped the question and I said yes.......we were on the drugs of love. Why don't we just get moving? I asked myself. Then chastised that voice. What's wrong with me? God made him that way. He feels more comfortable if he knows what's next. I realized something had changed in my thought process. I [...]
Widows and widowers sometimes ask us, "How can you love someone as much as you loved the man/woman you made your vows with the first time?"
I enjoy marriage. I really enjoyed being married. My first marriage was by no means perfect. In fact, there were a lot of struggles in those forty years. Especially the first twenty. We found joy. In the latter half of our marriage, Bill and I found a better way to communicate. We climbed mountains, hiked [...]
“I, Shirley, take you, Jim, to be my wedded husband . . .” Saturday, December 7 dawned cold and clear. I drove into the church parking lot in the early morning light. The ground was sprinkled with snow like powdered sugar; the temperature hovered in the low teens. There was no wind; it was a [...]
Two weeks from tomorrow, I will take vows during a wedding ceremony to my fiance-soon-to-be-husband.
This week and next, we're on a trip, celebrating our first anniversary. It's so hard to believe it has been nearly a year, but it is. Just this morning, Jim suggested for our devotions we have each morning, to read a verse. He picked it. Guess what it was? Yes! It was the above verse!!
We also get to travel and when we come home, we give a sigh and wonder why we would ever want to leave our cozy home with all of its familiar comforts.
