Decided to run this post again. There’s really nothing more I can say. I’ve been blessed.
My dad. My husband. Two of my sons. Maybe the third son, one of these days. My son-in-law. My pastor, who has four sons. Countless friends down through the years whose children were, appropriately, third: God first, wife second, then children.
(This is the best picture I have of my dad. I think he was younger than I am now, somewhere in his early 60’s)
That’s the right order, you know. I feel sorry for couples who lose sight of that when the first baby arrives and suddenly the spotlight gets shifted to that bundle of energy and never quite gets shifted back to where it belongs. When the children come second, or even first, the marriage is going to be in trouble.
I frequently remind the couples who come to my office that when the kids are all gone, they’re going to be left with each other. Sometimes they…
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