For twenty-seven years, Nancy has been teaching me, God helping her, what that kind of relationship, that kind of love, means.
You wouldn’t read what you read here or in any other part of my life without her patience and encouragement and willingness at times to say, “you don’t really want to say that.” She doesn’t understand how significant her influence is. I don’t always either. But I am grateful.
So we’re gone while you read this, off to a state park lodge, off to spend time together and then to come back to the conversations and meals and projects. Though the latter seems unromantic, it isn’t. It’s where the meaning of “completely committed” is worked out.
Happy anniversary, Nancy.