Today is my husband Brent's birthday.
Let me tell you about the man I have known for 33 years this week.
He is kind, generous, smart, can fix almost anything, loves his family, honored his parents, loves his church, loves God, serves Jesus and follows His example.
For as long as I've known him he has collected old people. I don't mean like putting them on a shelf type of collecting. Usually they are widowed and lonely. He goes and visits, does small repairs and generally lets them know they are not forgotten.
His favorite group of old people is those who served with his late father during WWII on the USS Santee in the South Pacific. This past year they had their last reunion as the youngest crew member was 82. They were all getting too old and frail to travel for the reunions. Brent attended and took all his memorabilia. The men love him and he loves them.
When we met, I was a single mother with a small son. This didn't stop him. As we came to love each other so did Brent and my son. We had to be married a year to start the adoption process. Our other son was born in October of 1982 and the adoption was final about 6 months later. He has never made a difference between the boys. They are both sure the other is the favorite. :)
We had been married 12 years when I was diagnosed with thyroid cancer. His tender care and love made this time in my life easier to bear.
Through the years he has become dearer and dearer to me. So, this is my tribute to my wonderful husband. He is my Knight in Shining Armor.
