I remember watching the old westerns on Saturday afternoon when the cowboy always got the girl. They’d ride off into the sunset and live happily ever after. I wanted my cowboy. I’ve loved some great men. I’ve been blessed with an epic romance the likes of which could rival any you’d see on the big screen.

I love this picture of Former President Carter and his wife. I watched my grandparents hold hands like this. I was supposed to have this. And, who knows, I may still. Or, maybe this isn’t what God has planned for me. I don’t know. But I do know this. If you cannot let go of the life you had planned, there will be no room for the good things to come.

It’s probably the time change and facing winter that has me struggling with this. I find myself wanting to huddle with married couples I meet on the street and say, “Listen up! You have no idea what it’s like when your partner dies. Treat each other with respect and love. Look at your partner with awe. You HAVE someone! Honor that!” Instead, I smile when I see them like the Carters here. And I pray they get all the love in they can before it’s done.

❤️

“In the same way, you who are younger, submit yourselves to your elders. All of you, clothe yourselves with humility toward one another, because, “God opposes the proud but shows favor to the humble.””

1 Peter 5:5 NIV