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Topic: Thanksgiving (04/18/05)
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TITLE: My Superman | Previous Challenge Entry
By Sally Hanan
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Ten minutes later his rooster alarm cock-a-doodle-doos him to alertness. As he sleepily makes his way into the bathroom I watch him in the mirror. He stands in front of it and adopts his classic sideways ‘let’s see what kind of a man I look like today’ pose. He pats his protruding, middle-aging belly with maternal fondness and then he leans his head forward to see if he has lost more hair follicles overnight. His hand reaches up to ruffle what’s left, secretly hoping that doing so will make more magically appear.
His head sticks out of the doorway to ask me if I’d like to use the bathroom first. I know what that means. I smile and shake my head.
He makes sure to find me before he leaves for work. The warmth of his kiss and the smell of his shampoo linger with me as I drift back into reverie, my head sinking into the quicksand softness of my pillow. His yummyness deserves a five start restaurant review.
“I love you,” I mumble.
“You make it sound like an old lady who loves her morning cup of tea.” The door shuts and I think about his words. Yes, his presence in my heart is just like that - warm, thirst quenching, refreshing to the palate. I pick up the phone and quick-dial his cell phone.
“I love you like a Pamplona bull.” I can hear him smile on the end of the line. That analogy warms his heart far more than his cup of tea analogy.
This man, this being created in God’s own image, is not my everything, my all in all…he’s not even my reason for living; God owns that place in my heart, but I thank God frequently for the precious gift He has given me. Blessed am I among women.
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Blessings, Lynda
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I know you were sharing from your heart; your wonderful humor and insight is so prevalent; but also is the scarlet thread woven through the article when Holy Spirit was at work when it was conceived and written.
Yours and mine describe the perfect husband for each at the stage of life and marriage we are in.
Such marriage relationships are possible when the marriage is the union for life of three--husband, wife, and the Trinity.
Re humor, when God united Bob in matrimony to this then size 8 or 10 40-1/2 year young seminary graduate less than 2 years out of the Seminary who was working on her gerontology degree was one given period of time. God graciously let me experiment on him what I was learning and Bob graciously became a part of my degree. I had the best type of "working relationship" or on the job training I could ever have asked for during the years God gave us together here.
And we had our humor. As I put on the middle-aged spread, I would look at myself in the mirror in frustraton. I got to signing little notes accompanying expressions of my love for him "From your baby blimp who loves you so."
He, too, put on additional weight and so I picked as my name for him "My baby whale."
One time, as I was doing the mirror critique, I said, "Honey, I'm no longer the petite girl you married."
He looked at me, came over and wrapped his arms around me, and smiling at our refleciton in the mirror said, "That's just like all of my investments. They multiply with time." Bobbi
Thanks for the delightful look at your Superman! Makes me want to call my Superman on the phone at work and say, "I love you like a Pamplona bull!" He wouldn't know why he got the call, but he would love it just the same! Think I'll go do that... Blessings, Cheri