Fourteen years ago tonight I crawled into a hotel bed with my soon-to-be mother-in-law. I must have eventually made some sort of bargain with sleep to rush me into the next day. It would be the day after Thanksgiving- the day I would marry Wesley Johnson in the Seattle LDS temple.
|November 26, 1999|
Oh, how I treasure my friendship with Wes!
Today, I am especially grateful for our marriage covenants, personal revelation, and the gospel that binds us together.
I am grateful for my husband's kindness to me. He has ALWAYS treated me respectfully. He encourages me and supports me in my aspirations.
Neither of us is perfect and so tonight I am grateful that he has always been the first to apologize- whether or not he is wrong. I am grateful for forgiveness.
I am grateful for the opportunities to grow and mature together as we've recognized the Lord's tender mercies during difficult times.
I am grateful for my husband's faith and his desire to always do Heavenly Father's will, even when that requires some bending on his part.
His desire to understand ME rather than jam me into some preconceived ideal was perhaps one of the things that first drew me to Wes. I am grateful for his devotion to meeting my needs, often at the expense of meeting his own.
I am grateful for the five incredibly special children who have truly blessed our marriage and that everyday they see how much their parents are still completely in love with each other.
Happy Anniversary, my dear friend, Wes. This Thanksgiving, as always, I am thankful for YOU.