Happy Meeting Day!

Five years ago today, I met Ron Bennett (aka Spa Man), at the jacuzzi/spa in the apartment complex where we were both living at the time. I certainly hadn't gone looking for love that night, I was really seeking relief from a sore back. Ironically, earlier that day, I had discovered love letters from my ex-husband, written just a few years before he left - and love was the last thing on my mind. But that night in the Spa ... God rushed in and brought us together.

Funny, in the 8 months I had lived in the complex I had never seen Ron before - even though he had been in a wheelchair and then on crutches just a few months earlier following surgery for a ruptured achilles. Then as things go, after that first meeting I saw him everywhere! A few months later we had our first date and three years after that we got married. Soon we'll celebrate our second wedding anniversary ... how quickly time passes, and life changes... I'm no longer lonely, no longer bored, and happier than I have been in many, many years. Happy Meeting Day, Spa-Man! I love you with all of my heart...

Something to think about...

I discovered this 'anonymous' poem today... it made me think. A Builder or a Wrecker - which will I be?

Builders

I saw them tearing a building down, A gang of men in a busy town.

With a yo heave ho and a lusty yell, They swung a beam and the sidewall fell.

I asked the foreman if these men were As skilled as those he would hire if he were to build.

He laughed and said, "Oh, no indeed, Common labor is all I need.

For they can wreck in a day or two, What builders have taken years to do."

So I asked myself, as I went my way, Which of these roles am I to play?

Am I the builder, who works with care, Measuring life by the rule and square;

Or am I the wrecker who walks the town, Content in the role of tearing down?