Last Year

It was my eighteenth birthday
The one thing that I wanted to do?
Go into work - if only for a moment
Really, I wanted to see Luke

Eight hours without a conversation seemed like an eternity
So I scheduled my day and ran into work rather early
He said something to make me smile
And I laughed all the way home - by myself - just because I was happy

I never dared to dream that in a year
I would not have to jump out of bed extra early
To schedule my work around a desire to see the man I adored
Instead, I would wake up by his side and know that he was mine

I would start my day by reading Scripture with my husband - the man I adore
I would pray with the faithful husband of my dreams
I would go out to dinner all dressed up with the man who holds my heart
Life is more than I dreamed of a year ago . . .