My wife, Luisa, and I were on the Brazos River a few days ago and, as usual, she out-fished me. I’m used to that by now, after all we just celebrated our 30th wedding anniversary which goes to show you that time really does fly. Seems like it was just yesterday when we met and before you know it, it’s been thirty, mostly wonderful, years that she’s been by my side on this great journey we call life.
She’s such a kindhearted person, and she has a sweet as molasses soul, which makes it hard to explain why she’s put up with a knuckle-dragger like me for all these years, but she has, and I’m the better man for it. She’s been an adventurous and loving companion, and she’s dutifully followed me wherever the Marine Corps chose to send me for all those years without complaining…well, mostly without complaining. If that wasn’t enough, she’s always indulged me my silly hobbies, which usually involve lots of time outdoors, in all hours of the day and night, oftentimes away from her, driving back roads and floating rivers.
She also mothered three wonderful children, all mostly grown now, and some day, I have no doubt, she will make a good grandmother to their children.I am a lucky man indeed and I know it. I just wanted her to know it…even if she does out-fish me.
Lone Star Chronicles – Life, Liberty & the Pursuit of Fish