Lately a song has been running through my head reminding me of a tender time with the Hero. He was such a romantic. From the time we dated until he left this world, he sang to me with great love.
There were many mornings I would be awakened by the Hero leaning over me on his elbow, singing "My Cup Runneth Over With Love." I would open my eyes to his loving glance, and slow smile. I can tell you the Hero had a nice bass voice for singing. It was a wonderful way to be awakened, a song, a smile, a kiss. What more could one ask for.
I hope you are having a wonderful Sunday. I am listening to our church's conference today. I am reminded we would never miss the conferences when he was living. We were uplifted and filled with love for the Savior when attending. I have a testimony that marriage is a wonderful thing.
There were many mornings I would be awakened by the Hero leaning over me on his elbow, singing "My Cup Runneth Over With Love." I would open my eyes to his loving glance, and slow smile. I can tell you the Hero had a nice bass voice for singing. It was a wonderful way to be awakened, a song, a smile, a kiss. What more could one ask for.
I hope you are having a wonderful Sunday. I am listening to our church's conference today. I am reminded we would never miss the conferences when he was living. We were uplifted and filled with love for the Savior when attending. I have a testimony that marriage is a wonderful thing.