ramblings for no particular reason . . .
by diane moody
It took me awhile to get here, but alas I'm finally joining the blogosphere of bloviation. It took a rant floating around in my head to send me toward this journey, but so be it. We'll have some fun here too. I promise. Thanks for stopping by! Don't forget to leave me a comment or two. ~ diane
I'm happily married to the love of my life, and the mother of two grown & amazing kids. I write books, love to read, enjoy great coffee, good friends, and living the good life in the rolling hills outside of Nashville, Tennessee.
My beloved husband is having a birthday on Saturday (April 3rd)! If money were no object, I would jet him to Hawaii for a week or two of golfing in Paradise. Year after year I watch Ken practically drool over the Hawaiian golf courses when the pros play there on TV. In fact, one year I jotted in my prayer journal a desire to make that dream come true for him. And who knows, maybe the upcoming book sales will knock our socks off and send us off to the islands one of these days . . .
The picture above was taken on the 18th hole at Pebble Beach. We were there on our 25th anniversary a few years ago. Didn't get to play, but be assured we drooled sufficiently and vowed to return someday.
In the meantime, I'm just grateful the birthday boy is my hubby. How I got blessed with such an incredibly patient and loving man, I'll never know. I certainly never deserved him. In a few weeks, we'll celebrate our 29th anniversary which is utterly amazing. That alone is testament to his patience!
And I couldn't have asked for a better father for our children. He lives out his faith every single day, giving all of us such a solid role model. He works so hard to provide for us, never complaining - even as the economy hit hard these last couple of years. For the last ten years, Ken has worked out of our home, heading a Christian internet filtering company called Hedgebuilders. And I can honestly say I LOVE having him home 24/7. Thankfully, it's hard to even remember those days when he served on church staffs and was always away from home. Those were such tough years, especially when the kids were small. But Hannah and Ben survived, they love their Dad, and they couldn't be more proud of him. That goes for me too.
Happy birthday, Ken! I love you!
Wish my honey a happy birthday if you get a chance, okay?