It is our 13th holiday season together.
I sit lost in the beauty of our tree
where you wove the glittering lights.
Snow fills the view outside the window
and I hear the moan of increasing winds.
Christmas is family and friends and frosty temperatures.
We wake together on Christmas morning,
snuggled in down and body heat.
This is familiar. This is what we have come to know.
But we have given the lives we know to the God
we continue to learn about
and soon nothing will look familiar but the love He has for us
the love He has given us for each other
and the love He has developed in us for the red dirt of Africa
I have walked by your side through 13 winters
and by your side is where I shall remain
following a narrow road, but the best road
honoring you, respecting you, assisting you
and loving you always until the end of this life we live
and then forward into eternity
I am His, and I am yours,
in hope and joy,