About my wife…

Sat, 23 Oct 2004 17:51:35 -0400 by Bull

My wife, Beth.

If you’ve been reading this blog for any length of time you have seen her name and perhaps thought that we are very much in love. And we are! I could spend the rest of the evening writing in this forum of my love and devotion to this woman. I’m simply awed by her beauty, her strength of will, and by the fact that she really does love me - despite my physical limitations. What a hoot!

Beth is a woman that will fool you if you assume too much from your first meeting with her. She is very impressive physically, standing a full six feet tall. She comes across as a woman that is as much a sensualist as me. She loves nothing more than comfy pajamas, a glass of wine, and either great conversation, a good book, or maybe a nice old quilt to snuggle into for a long nap. Yet without hesitation she will drop everything and dig into the nastiest of home duties, or work 12 hour shifts without complaint. And don’t let those dreamy brown eyes fool you either. She is a woman that loves the challenge of learning something new. Like blogging for instance. We discovered it together one evening on this very computer. Now she maintains a blog of her own, (Wandering Aimlessly…), as well as all her other duties and hobbies. Just recently she decided that she wanted to know more about marine-type aquariums. In less than a month there is a complete, living, ocean reef in a small tank in our bedroom. She can now quote marine nomenclature and Latin names of most common species. She was told early to get a large tank, 40 gal or better, because small tanks were the most difficult to balance, (And man, is there ever a lot to balance!), and maintain. First mistake: Never throw down an open challenge like that to Beth.

Her tank is only 12 gallons. And it is perfect in chemistry, salinity, and lifeform balance.

That’s my wife. Beautiful, intelligent, and determined.

I have no idea how I came to be so lucky. Don’t matter really. All that does matter is that I love her completely. More than my own life. Just as she feels for me. And now I finally know what the love my grandparents felt for each other must have been like as they walked together throughout Life.

~M*

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