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My Happy Choice Of A Wife
What you see, isn't always what you get; sometimes it's much more.
Some folks just have what is called "blind luck." Whatever it was, I'm a very lucky man.
I was working overseas in a Buddhist country and married a local Christian. I knew she was a teacher and a registered nurse. I didn't know she was a graduated medical doctor and a master herbalist, as well as the teacher who was also a nurse.
What I was to find out in the forty-two years which have followed our marriage in the U. S. Consulate as we signed a multitude of papers which covered a long cenference table, was that my wife is a conservative of whom any true conservative could be justly proud.
If your sweetheart spends and spends, mine saves and saves. If yours regularly hits the hair salon for that "must have" hair treatment, mine is satisfied to trim her own occasionally, or let it grow neatly brushed and combed.
If your heart of hearts is a smoker, a social drinker (or worse), mine is a Seventh-day Adventist medical missionary who converted to become a member of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and raised and loves my five children in a healthy home free of those expenses.
Now all that is fine, and nice, but there is a great deal more. For one, we don't fight. We can express strong convictions about household and family priorities, but we still reinforce our relationship and deep feelings for each other, and we don't go to bed hurt or angry, sullen or silent.
While I luckily chose a great lifetime companion for myself and definitely "married up," I also wisely chose a wonderful mother for my children. Consequently they have been blessed with someone they lovingly and respectfully call "Mom." And her cooking? As a professional owner-chef of her own restaurant, who once cooked a private dinner for Robert Redford and his guest Paul Newman, our table is the envy of all the former customers.
She has worked unsparingly when times were tough. She has sacrificed when she could rightly have been more selfish. She has made our home and family life a model of what a comfortable and clean home can be, and our family something to be rightfully happy about.
If you want to know now, what I didn't know about her when we married in the consulate that day long ago, you can read her biography in a series of chapters on this same site entitled "Once Upon A Throne," for not only is she the queen of our household, but she is the granddaughter of a righteous king and queen who taught her to be the fine woman I was lucky enough to marry.
Oh, and by the way, she was tops in her class, a goalie on all-boy soccer teams, and at 4' 11" she played on her nation's women's basketball team, besides her two stints' total of six years spent as a Seventh-day Adventist medical missonary to Asian lepers and Australians with leprosy and other skin diseases. Recently a professinal mental health consultant, today she is a highly respected well-being coach and businesswoman.
How do you define "Mr. Lucky"?
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