MY WIFE
Friday, June 26, 2009 at 2:00PM 
Writing about the kids got me thinking about the others in my life I neglect inside this venue. Today I wonder aloud about Lady Di, Hot Mommy, lips, the smart one... my wife Diane.
The collection of wonderment that is my wife keeps me coming back for more.
We met in the early 90's. We were both new to the TV business, thin and able to stay awake past 10pm. The first time I saw her she was wearing green army pants and a red sweater. Her jet black hair, wonderfully messy, hanging to her shoulders was just plain sexy, period. Skin soft and tan and her eyes, big and green captured my imagination. I stared at her for several minutes through a door window. She was gettin' coffee or tea, didn't really matter, I was transfixed... her body was consuming, suffice it to say I was warm for her form. I knew then as I wiped the wet cloudy breath from the door window she would be my wife.
It would be several days later I got the balls to say hello. When I did I was speechless as I stood in front of her. Her eyes caught mine and rendered me mute. There I was unable to speak for the first time in my life and when the noise did come out it sounded like early Joe Cocker or late Bob Dylan. By the time I was making sense I had lost her attention. She continued on with her work and I slipped out the door.
"Phew!" Heart out of my chest, sweat pouring down my head. Man was I in love. I didn't even know her last name.
Over time my fear subsided. I made several valiant attempts to let her know I was the man, ready and able to be anything she was looking for.
It worked. She agreed to a date and off we went getting to know each other. We couldn't have been more alike. Born the same year, exposed to the same cultural patterns of family and region, loved the same things, people, music and had about the same spiritual training... not much.
Unfortunately for Diane I held a secret that could break the bank in our budding relationship. I had been married before. I wasn't proud of it, in fact rarely mentioned it to anyone. I prayed she'd listen to my story.
She met my history without judgement and a kind heart. Diane has an amazing ability to extend grace and mercy to anyone. The day I rattled off my tale of marrying too young and a women who I had no idea was living two lives and sought many relationships outside the marriage... she simply listened.
My secret took the wind out of her sails. After all, what woman wants to marry a guy whose got one in the can already? Not your ideal prince charming, more trailer park romance than Shakespearean sonnet.
She stood on guard as she questioned my intentions going forward and the possibilities that I still held a torch for my ex. Her eyes fixed on mine as she asked, "Do you still have feelings for her, Do you still love her?" It must have been hard. I put Diane in a situation that demanded trust and blind faith, again not the definition of young budding love.
She grabbed my hand at the end of my story and said, "Whatever you do, whatever you decide, whatever this is," as she pointed to me and her. "I understand, I just want you happy, I am here for you... I love you." I was more than amazed, stunned by the absolute purity in motive and mercy in her heart. She literally took my breath away.
We put demands on people as a result of past behaviors or foolish actions. It's what it is as we make mistakes and fall flat on our faces. Sometimes those demands create too much burden for some while other times people surprise you and stay for the redemptive ride. Either way we never shut the door on our past, we keep the door cracked as a reminder God can and will show us grace and mercy through those around us. Love covers a multitude of sin.
Now I'm not stupid, just Irish. God blessed me with Diane. There's not a day, not one day that I don't drop in front of God and thank Him for Diane.
It's been 18 years since that conversation. Married almost 16 years with three wonderful adopted kids and a love for each other that's anchored in Christ. Yes we have problems, she's married to me after all. But we've overcome, over grown and out run most selfish desires that stifle marriage. We serve one another to the point of exhaustion. We would have it no other way.
It'd be too easy to let you know my love for Diane by writing poems or flowery prose. Instead the look at my heart has to be what she's given me... a second chance just like Christ has for all of us. Diane is the love of my life, my best friend, a tremendous wife and a very hot mommy.
Thank you Diane for a second chance.
Reader Comments (6)
HOT FREAKING DAWG...you're touching my heart-space with all this writing on your loves lately....
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"Hot Mommy"- HA HA HA! That she is!
You are so very welcome! The book is moving in my life! And i’m planning on using it to help plan a bible study series with my youth!
p.s. and your wife is beautiful
Great to hear about your family, and how God has worked all of this out. Amazing stories, and glad you shared them!
what a beautiful view of you and your wife. This was touching, funny and inspiring. The photo of your wife is fantastic as well. You are both blessed! Congrats on 16 years!
Dude, you know you have it good and it's great to read about it. You have both been so kind to me, and believe me, it really hit home that night we did your second Hollywood Pastor live stream.
I think about you guys all the time here, in Tampa. Little things remind me of you and the great things that make up who you are.
Had a meal at Four Green Fields a couple weeks ago and totally thought about that barley soup we had earlier in the year.
Keep up the great work. God bless you and your family always!
Your wife is hot!