My Words Aren't Enough

Today I will take a break from people, politics, religion, my two-cent musings, et cetera, so on, and so forth, to write about something much more important than my opined philosophies...



There is no simple way for me to lead up to how I feel about my wife, Brandy. No smooth transition of words, thoughts, ideas, jargon or rhetoric would do my heart, or her character, justice.

To simply say that I love her is not enough, but all of the words in my vocabulary wouldn't add anything to that fact. To say that I respect her is a huge understatement and to say that I am proud of her only trivializes my feelings and opinion of a truly wonderful person.

It isn't enough to say that she is an an excellent mother as well as a spouse. She deals with three very difficult people in our household on a daily basis. And she not only does it tirelessly, but she does it joyfully. There is no place in the world, and I do mean NOWHERE, that she would rather be than with her family; and that is no testament to myself, Noah, or Mackie, but a credo to who she is.

She not only makes sacrifices for those of us at home, but for those who are around her, everywhere she goes. She tries to put the good for others before the good for herself. She doesn't ask for much and sometimes she receives even less. And she rarely complains.

Her biggest strenth is that she loves God and sincerely tries to be Christ-like every day. Even when God doesn't make sense or others question her actions, she remains true to her convictions. And you can't say that about many people.

She takes a firm stand for what is right, regardless of how it affects herself personally.

She will never brag, self-promote, complain, or give in.

Once she starts something, she likes to see it to the end.

She hes her flaws, certainly. She is not perfect, but none the less she is a model that women, and men as well, would be all the better for if they would follow it.

Over the last couple of years, and especially this last year, she has endured a tremendous amount of "heart ache", for lack of a better word. I won't elaborate because she wouldn't like it. But she has endured alot professionally, "religeouslly", and personally. And she has consistently taken the high road. "Nothing surprises God", she always says. Even when the hurt brings tears to her eyes, she clings to the fact that God is in control and that there are others who have it alot worse than she does.

And when I'm mad and ready to fight and ready to retaliate, she reminds me who I am supposed to represent and that my kids are watching. To me, thats her worst flaw; being right and reminding me that I am wrong.

I'm not good at this sort of thing, but this isn't about me. It is about paying tribute to my wife. And I want others to know that these simple words don't come close to painting an accurate portrait of who she is; but if they just get a glimpse of who she is, they will be all the better for it.

I know that I am...