Tribute To My Wonderful Husband!

70?

On March 15, 2019, my husband David will turn 70 years old. SEVENTY! That is unbelievable! He seems so young and acts so young! On March 30, 2019, we will celebrate our 47th wedding anniversary. Perhaps being happily married, raising eleven children, and now enjoying twenty-six delightful grandchildren has helped him stay young.

I am blessed to be married to a man who adores me. He has always treated me like a lady and always acted like a gentleman. He still likes to open my car door and carry my heavy bags. And he still likes to kiss me in public—although I’ve been telling him for the last forty-seven years that he shouldn’t be showing me this kind of “public display of affection.” Perhaps I should stop telling him. I don’t think he’s ever going to change!

My husband is not perfect. He is pretty close, though. He wants to be perfect and will always quickly apologize to me if he says or does anything that even slightly offends me. We talk. We share. We communicate. We resolve issues quickly. He wants to be united with me in all things. He is willing to put in the time it takes to make this happen.

Christ-like Love

David puts the Lord first in his life. I think that is what makes him such a good husband. He reads his scriptures every day and prays each morning and night. Consistently. It took me many years to learn to be as consistent as he is. He delights in keeping all the commandments of God. David has shown me by his example of how to love all people—really love them—not just pretend that you do. He has always had a heart full of Christ-like love.

David is humble and teachable. When he is criticized or emotionally knocked down, he gets back up and keeps trying. He doesn’t quit. He was trained when he was growing up on his farm how to “work to the end of the row.” It didn’t matter if he liked pulling weeds or not, he did it anyway. Now, at the end of a long, hard work day, he still has a smile on his face. Yes, his nickname as a youth, “Smiley Dave,” still fits.

I’m planning a 70th birthday party for my husband—but not until July. I don’t trust the Wyoming weather in March. I want everyone to know what a wonderful husband, father, and grandfather David has been all these years!

Sharing Dreams

I am grateful to be married to a man who willingly shared my dream to have so many children and worked so hard to provide for them year after year. Some of my sweetest memories were seeing him cradle our precious infants in his strong arms immediately after they were born. Oh, how he loved each one of them! He always liked having his children around him, although I quickly learned not to have him hold a child while he was watching a football or basketball game—that could be dangerous as he would enthusiastically jump up and cheer on his favorite team and drop the unsuspecting child!

I affectionately call David, “My Cowboy,” since moving to our little ranch nine years ago. I love seeing him ride his horse and encouraging all his children and grandchildren to ride with him when they come to visit. I occasionally ride with him, too, when the weather is just right! My cowboy is just as strong and athletic as he was as a teenager. He is still slim and trim, and he can lift 60-pound hay bales, move weighty irrigation pipe, or throw a heavy saddle on the back of a horse without flinching. I am VERY impressed!

I’m happy I can help David live his dream now. He deserves it!

Happy birthday to my amazing husband! I love you with all my heart!