November 10th we celebrated this handsome man's birthday. I have to say we didn't celebrate it quite like I selfishly wanted to. My (I know it wasn't about me) idea would have been with him in a tiny cabin in the mountains, or a romantic dinner at his favorite steak place. Since it was his day and someone else actually made plans for us. We celebrated at the Open House of the new clinic that he works in everyday that he isn't with us or in the woods. He did get up and say a few words about being thankful for the new building and the people that contributed to it. But, it wasn't really about the building or about the other people there. It was totally about MY sweet husband. I realized that his job is his ministry. I stood back and watched him for quite a bit of the evening. He has no desire to mingle with important people or blow smoke up...well you get it. He did shake hands and visit with lots of people rather than be rude. He was only there because truly loves taking care of people. That's what God called him to do and he does it well. He prays with patients and for patients. He brings his work home with him more nights than not. I use to really get upset to have to hear about his patients all the time. This is only out of my own pure jealousy. I want his time and I don't want to talk about other people. After much prayer and
I love you more than B.J.s pizza and flip-flops!!! Happy Birthday!