Eighteen years ago today, I married the man of my dreams. For those who don't know my story, the guy who I dated in college and planned to marry left me the day before the wedding (complete with all the bills). I was devastated. I did not know God's plan for my life. He sent me to Washington, DC, to meet my future husband. Two years later, Glen walked into my life and I wanted nothing to do with him; he and my ex look a lot alike. I remember even turning around and walking a different direction because Glen was walking toward me. We met at Summit Lake Camp in the summer of 1990. Glen was persistent and even fell at my feet a few times (literally fell down). He wrote me a note that told me he loved me. We sat down to talk and I asked him where he felt this relationship was going to go. He told me that we would be married the next summer. I still remember sitting there in the rain by the lake with this conversation. We were married the next August and now have been married for 18 years. I can't believe it. It feels like yesterday. I wish I had a scanner to scan a wedding photo for you. Maybe I'll go to CVS and do that later today. So, thank you, Glen, for 18 wonderful years. I love you with all my heart!
Thank you, God, for one of the greatest blessings in my life! Thank you for meeting and exceeding all my dreams. Ephesians 3:20 - Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us
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