The other day on our morning walk…while by a lake enjoying the view…Deborah turned to me and said, “This is one of my favorite things to do.”
As we gazed out on the water I thought about how often this occurs…and I smiled at my good fortune for having married her.
For long ago marrying this woman who has a host of favorites…so many from which to choose…for instance she has more than one favorite author, favorite actor, favorite movie…favorite pair of shoes.
More than one favorite color, favorite dessert, favorite holiday…favorite book…favorite music, favorite animal, favorite place…and food to cook.
I use to tease her about the word favorite…after all the word means paramount…but she has so many favorites…I long ago lost count.
With each year we’ve been together, however, the more life has moved along…I’ve come to realize she is right…and it’s me who has been wrong,
She is a constant reminder…wherever life takes us…as each day we muddle through it…It’s not only important what we see…but how we choose to view it.
How wonderful for her…how extraordinary…how extremely rare…to be able to walk through life…finding favorites everywhere.
Imagine the anticipation…to wake up every morning and say…”I wonder if today…is going to be my favorite day?”
Imagine, if you were open to it, if you were so inclined…all the miracles you’d discover…all the favorites you might find.
So now, like the other day, when she adds another favorite to her list…
I have no reason to tease or doubt her…
because the fact she has so many favorites…
is one of my favorite things about her.
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