God put my husband directly on my path over 30 years ago. I may have mentioned it before on here. He was all blonde hair, blue eyes and waved at me that day. I’ll tell you right now, I wouldn’t have approached him. I somehow thought blondes were on another level I’d not ever be associated with so it wasn’t going to start with me.

That day, he waved. The next day, he came over and talked. We’ve had a few rocky spots and there are still disagreements from time to time, all these years later, but we’re a really great divine fit.

He loves me and encourages me to be me. I didn’t really have choices growing up and am fairly certain my mother would have steered me in another direction if it wasn’t something she liked. It’s one thing to be taught as a child, a whole other thing to be finding oneself as an adult. My husband has been and continues to be my safe space.

In many ways, I am that safe space for him. I love him, am the person who shelters him and envelopes him within that love. His own upbringing was restricted in some ways as well.

Back then I didn’t think to pray to God for a right life partner. I’d had a couple of boyfriends, a guy I really wanted, a few dates, but none of them stuck. I realize, quite often, how blessed I am to have been united with him from so young. Here we are, over 30 years later, still happy to be within each other’s lives, creating, living, BEing together.

My wish for you is that you take moments this holiday season, especially with the way this year has gone, to realize and FEEL your deepest blessings, to acknowledge them, and polish their shine.

Here and now, what you have today that has endured, is a blessing growing with each breath you take.

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Sometimes it’s just about perfect in God’s connection

I’m sitting here, wondering what to do in a new post. I am reminded of meeting my husband over 20 years ago. It is one of the most pivotal moments of my life. All that I am not, the softer side, the more giving side…he is. All that he is not, in charge, keeping track of everything, keeping track of the “ducks”…I am. We make a really fantastic pair.

He also opened my eyes to other things in this world I didn’t grow up knowing. I think on what my life would have been like without him…of the men I’d dated before him. I really, really wanted this one guy. I don’t know why though as he drank a lot and I wasn’t into that. Thank God that didn’t happen.

My husband isn’t a local. Coming from small town, that’s a big thing. People like to connect the dots of your heritage. To know what kind of stock you come from. It’s true, even today.

So, I met my husband. He was all blonde hair and blue eyes. For some reason, as a teenager, I thought blonde haired people were somehow beyond my reach. My brown hair, brown eyes could only think to compare with others of my same “level” of society. I don’t know why, but I really thought this. When I met my husband and saw him looking at me, well, that was a surprise. lol Even so, he came up to me the next day at the trade school we were in and said, “Hello.” We’ve been together ever since.

We’ve had differences. We look at life really well in the things that matter, our family unit, our belief system, our loving each other. We look at other things completely different. He was “all in” from the start. Me, I needed a little time to adjust.

What I found is a man who loves me for me. He didn’t look at me like the “disabled” child of the family. He didn’t think me incapable of greatness. He was willing to back just about all of my crazy ideas.

I am thankful to God for putting our paths to crossing and him finding me. There is not another in this world who would fit me like he does.