Tuesday, May 12, 2009

The Touch of His Hand

Early this morning my husband rolled over and moved his arm to the back of my pillow and, as it woke me, I put my hand in his. I'm finding these simple touches instantly bring me to this thought - how in the world am I going to live without him for so long?

1 comment:

Meredith said...

I feel your pain! I felt the same way. You aren't going to make it for all that time by yourself, you know that. It will be by the grace of God! It's our purpose to bring glory to Him during this time of difficulty. I can't believe I am saying it, but i wouldn't trade this year for anything. Dave and I have grown closer as a couple. I've grown closer to God and been awe struck by what He has shown me that I never would have seen if it weren't for the deployment. You are a strong, godly woman, wife and mother. You will make it through and be able to give God all the glory! Much love and prayers, my friend.