September 16, 2010

Lucky

"The Lucky Man's Wife": lest you think me vain, my husband Blake is truly a lucky person.  Lucky doesn't begin to describe his good fortune. I don't think he has ever met a stranger. Do you know the people that enter a room and are automatically deemed the life of the party by their jokes, wit, and quiet confidence? This is the man I married. Me - the girl who cannot even walk into a room full of faces without scouting out the nearest exit or column to hide behind! 

Blake is a man you either love or you hate and I have yet to meet anyone that hates him. He has never had a break-up that broke his strong heart, yet he is gentle and kind. Seldom has he spoken a harsh word in his life. See what I mean? He is one of the lucky kind that wears his heart on his sleeve without fear of it breaking and greets each day with laughter as if it were his to conquer. Lucky! While Blake tells me he is lucky to have me for his wife because I enjoy cooking good food and helping him out, I know the truth. Ready for the secret? I am the lucky one.

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