My dear­est wife Joyce,

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We’ve been mar­ried for 44 years, and us­ing ‘Dear­est’ seems alien to me now, com­pared to when we were younger.

The pas­sage of time tested us, and with it all the chal­lenges it brought us, some won­der­ful and mem­o­rable, and some that had put pres­sure on our mar­riage—which we over­came. Had it not been for you, the won­der­ful, pa­tient and kind per­son that you are, I may not be get­ting ready, to cel­e­brate our 44th wed­ding an­niver­sary.

I still remember vividly all the won­der­ful times we shared, as hus­band and wife, the pa­tience, love and care we had for each other, and never for­get­ting the three lovely chil­dren you bore me, with so much courage and love.

When we mar­ried I im­me­di­ately wanted a child, and less than two years later, our first child was born. The ex­hil­a­rat­ing feel­ing I had at that time never left my mind, and I remember it as though it was yes­ter­day.

We brought him up with so much love and hap­pi­ness, never once ever think­ing about our­selves.

Af­ter eight years I was long­ing for more kids, es­pe­cially a girl to make the per­fect pair, and as al­ways God blessed us with our se­cond child. Those days we did not have the means, or the tech­nol­ogy to know if we were go­ing to have a girl or boy.

On the day of the birth, I was in the labour room with you, watch­ing your pain, and when the baby came out I was so happy, but a lit­tle dis­ap­pointed, think­ing it was an­other boy. Imag­ine my shock when the doc­tor con­grat­u­lated us on our gor­geous baby girl. I caught a glimpse of the um­bil­i­cal cord be­tween the baby’s legs and mis­took her for an­other boy.

Then came our third child, an­other beau­ti­ful boy, which made up our lovely fam­ily of five.

I al­ways will love your ap­proach to our mar­riage and me; we can boast that we never ever had a quar­rel or ex­changed harsh words at any time in front of our kids. Till to­day we still main­tain that, though there are some times when we slip in some sar­casm, but noth­ing else, and the re­spect we have for each other is clear and strong.

Hap­pily, we have been blessed with three grand­chil­dren, (yet again) two boys and a girl, and we are very thank­ful to the Lord. Look­ing back, we had our ups and downs on nu­mer­ous oc­ca­sions, but I think what kept us to­gether and al­lowed us to reach where we are to­day is our love for our chil­dren, our love and re­spect for each other, and keep­ing our solemn vows of go­ing through life with each other, through bet­ter or for worse.

I can­not find the words to aptly de­fine our mar­riage, but if I was to try, it’s the fact that I mar­ried the most won­der­ful lady that life could ever give to me. If I had to do it all over again, I would want it to be the same, even with all those tri­als and tribu­la­tions, as it had made us both bet­ter peo­ple—more lov­ing and caring to­wards each other, and still be­ing to­gether, here, 44 years later.

I’d like take this op­por­tu­nity to say how much I love you (it’s been a long time since I said that), re­spect you, and thank you for mak­ing my life what it is to­day, filled with lots of joy, lovely kids, as well as our grand­chil­dren. Your sac­ri­fices have not been in vain, and with the grace of God, I hope that we will be to­gether for many, many more years into the fu­ture.

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