Today, I am thankful for having a husband that is my best friend … my soulmate.
This evening we had gone to a funeral home for a family friend who had passed away. This particular family friend’s wife had passed on a few years earlier. His adult son, shared with us a story that had me just about in tears.
This family friend and his wife had known each other since first grade back in the Philippines. After his wife had passed away, he found journals that his wife had kept from what would be considered their “high school” years. The journals were written in English and were mostly “train of thought”-like entries. However, there were several entries that talked about her future husband; about how it seemed as if their teachers would always match them up together, and how eventually their friends would do the same. One entry, his son read aloud, talked about how his mom confessed that she had a soft spot in her heart for his dad, but wasn’t sure if he felt the same way.
After this family friend’s wife passed away, he and his son made it a project to type up all of her entries and bind it into a book. His son had said it was therapeutic for his dad because he missed his wife so much. His son would say he’d glow during the entries that talked about him and get angry when the entries focused on some of her other “suitors.” But no matter, this family friend typed up everything that his wife had written. He was that devoted to her.
This story really touched me. It just reminded how lucky I am to have a husband that is devoted to me as well. It reminds me that I’m lucky to have someone that I can call my best friend; someone I can say is my soulmate.