Wednesday, April 30, 2008

My hero, part two


Once again, my dear husband Mark has surprised me with his simple grace, wisdom and beauty. He is truly one of the few people I have met that is without guile.

I never would have guessed that he would enter blogworld, much less blow me away by what he offers here.

I like surprises.

Thanks, Mark.

3 comments:

terri said...

really amazing marcell. you got a keeper there.

Anonymous said...

Hey i read your comment on my blog. So you know that Terri girl huh?

So you have some Southern roots? You have won my heart.

I am giving some thought to moving to NY, i live in Tn. That is a potential disaster waiting to happen. My luck i would be a marked terrorist attack. Some psycho with a bomb strapped to their chest would throw themselves off the freeway bridge and land on my car.

Or some sniper with a hillbilly vendetta would be waiting for me at the state welcome center.

I have almost single handedly been the cause of more wrecks in Tn. than i can remember. Fortunately Nathan has been in the car to take the wheel when i drift into another time zone. I am scientific proof that time travel does exist.
I have a horrible driving record here, could you see me up north? I would cause a 40 car pile up on the turnpike and the police would start showing up on my doorstep wearing white sheets, carrying burning torches chanting....hillbilly go home!

Being the sharp tack that i am i would write home to mom and dad:
Mom, Dad, i feel so welcome here just yesterday i was visited by a group of catholic choir members, they must be catholic they were all wearing these pretty white robes and carrying a cross. They must have been doing some door to door caroling. All that chanting was so beautiful, and mom it is not even Christmas. I feel so safe knowing this is such a spiritual town.

kirsten said...

hi marcell. thanks for pointing me to mark's blog!! it is sparse and simple, but utterly beautiful & terribly profound. it strikes me as a peaceful place.

thanks for sharing.
*k