…ain’t nearly long enough : )
Here are Ethel and I at the Tolum ruins in the Yucatan Peninsula a couple of weeks back…
Twenty six years ago last night, Kim (not yet KimPuckett) was sitting at our kitchen table on Runnymeade Avenue in Decatur, AL. All around her was a flurry of activity; friends and relatives preparing things for our wedding the next day.
Kim wasn’t involved in all of that. She was sitting there in a kimono, barefoot, the warm calm center of the storm, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.
It’s twenty-six years later, and we are homeless. There is a flurry of activity all day and all night, and there is no end in sight. But in the stillness of the mornings, sitting in our friend Dr. Janet’s living room, I sit on the couch with my morning book and my Franklin Planner, and she sits in the big cigar chair, in a kimono, barefoot.
And I can’t take my eyes off of her : )
Thank you, dear wife, for marrying me.