The other morning during my prayer time I found myself mentally fussing about something Wayne did that irritated me.  It didn’t take long before I found myself stewing far more than I was praying.  Then it dawned on me that I could use an attitude change.  So I decided to ask God to give me an opportunity to show Wayne how much I loved him.  That prayer was answered even before Wayne had his first cup of coffee.  As Father Day approaches I thank God for my husband, the father of my children and my soul mate.  He’s not perfect, but here’s the kick, neither am I.

Here is a photo gem of our family from Christmas, 1975