Today, May 3rd, is Drew's 40th Birthday. He was born the youngest of 4 boys. (That is why he felt he always had such a connection with Brock.)
Our Pastor's wife, Anne, says that we as wives should think of our husbands as the 4 year old little boy they are on the inside. Although he is a big strong man now, his ego is still as fragile as that 4 year old. She suggested putting a picture of them when they were 4 on your mirror to remind you of that precious ego. I love the thought that through his years God was growing him and preparing him for being the man that I would marry. We met and fell in love our senior year at the University of Georgia. We dated for a year and a half, were engaged, then 6 months later were married in 1993.He has been the best Daddy to our 4 boys. He has been a great husband. I always tell him I married him because he makes me laugh. My life has been full and beautiful because of him.
I always felt that God brought us together. As years went on and things in our marriage got hard and sometimes ugly, like they are in everyone's marriage, I would occasionally think, "OK, Lord, are you sure You knew what You were doing?!"(I am joking...but not really...understand?) After Brock's death, I have never been so sure that God prepared us for one another, brought us together, and made us one in Him. He prepared our marriage for such a time as this. A covenant for richer or poorer, in sickness or health.
It has been my privilege to walk through life...and death with Drew. I love you baby, Happy Birthday!