On Face Book many friends have been journaling what they are thankful for each day in November. I didn't do this but have enjoyed reading every one's comments on thankfulness. I am thankful for the usual "biggies" like God (first and foremost), family, home (shelter, food, needs, etc.) However, I am most thankful for Clyde (not including the Big man upstairs).
We married when I was very young. When we talked of a family, it was decided to wait five years so that we could "grow up" together. We worked, saved, vacationed, and bought our first home before we started our family. Then we moved up to a bigger house, with a basement, and soon came Jason. A couple of years later, we were blessed with Becky Lou.
In October, on the 7th, we celebrated 39 years. Clyde had wanted to go on a train trip as it was something he hadn't done, sort of on his "bucket list". So, he started planning it for our anniversary. Since fall break was around this time, and the New River Train had an excursion for that time, that's what we did (earlier post had pictures).
The one thing I wanted to say (or journal) is this. I dreamed of marrying a man like my momma did. My daddy babied my mom, took care of her every need, made sure she was happy and thought of her above his self. She, in turn, loved him to no end. They had many stories of their married life and one that I loved when they were dating. My dad's family owned a little grocery store on Limestone, Stinnett's Market (or something similar). My mom lived out of town (not sure where or how far). This particular night he had been visiting mom at her house and had gone home. He got a bottle of soda and called her. As they were talking, she noticed he was drinking a soda and said she wished she had one. After hanging up, dad got a taxi (not cheap or easy) and showed up on her doorstep with a bottle of soda. How sweet was that???
My dad could do anything. Really we never had to hire a handy man that I know of, as dad could do it and do it well. You got it, so can Clyde. Really....he is the best. We have hired experienced men to lay tile and that's about it. Case in point, a few weeks ago I noticed that the wall above my shower needed to be replaced. He cut it out and put in new drywall (thanks Harley for the help with the finishing drywall). Then he took up the toilets (one at a time), put in new faucets, two new vanity lights, painted, replaced the trim against the floor, cut off the doors to fit and replaced everything. Whew, what a week. It wasn't a big renovation but doors off bathrooms, toilets up and working with the sink, drawers in the hallway...all this the week we hosted Thanksgiving. We had someone cut and lay the ceramic tile and love it. Makes a big difference. I have to say he is my hero. Love him so much. Very blessed. Thanks babe!