Without a doubt, my wife is wonderful.
We all have our faults, and me, well I have more than the avereage share. Heidi sometimes shows hers, too, but on most days, she's just plain wonderful.
I guess I'm feeling a bit sentimental today, remembering that three years ago, I asked her to marry me and she said yes. I am not sure I've been that nervous in my whole life as when I asked her that question, but she said yes, and the rest is history-in-the-making. I'm also feeling hopeful for the future. not just because I know she'll be wonderful tomorrow or the next day, but because she fixed dinner tonight, and sat down next to me, and started flipping theough a "baby stuff" catalog.
Yup, we're still planning and thinking about that little tyke who we hope will become part of our family in June 2003. We've thought about how to paint the baby's room, what furniture we want to get, and the like. I'm cautiously optimistic, not wanting my excitement to wreck the whole thing.
So, here I am, the expectant father, passing out candy to 3 - 12 year olds, knowing that if it all works out, MY kids will be out trick or treating in only a couple years. Weird to think about that, I guess. Getting married was the first step. Buying the house was the next big step. Now we've perched ourselves at the edge of parenthood... a very big step indeed. But one I am happy to take, just as Heidi was willing to take that first step into marriage. What a wonderful day that was.
And so they continue on. Dreams fueled by passion and hope for tomorrow are still flashing before my eyes, even as I thank God for the miracles of today. I hope that in the days to come, that I can be the dad my kids will be proud of, that my wife will still cling to, and that I want myself to be.