He’s the kind of guy…

by Mollianne on July 27, 2016

Happy Birthday to the amazing Rocket Man!  

“I knew the first time I saw you an adventure was going to happen!” ~Winnie the Pooh {my favorite philosopher}

Biker

He’s the kind of guy who leaned over and whispered in my ear one day, “Would you like to ride a motorcycle with me?” And when I said, “Oh! Yes!” {even though I was not the motorcycle sort} he bought a bike and taught me to ride the wind.

Ed and the dishwasher

He’s the kind of guy who is will pitch in and help do whatever work needs to be done {gotta love a guy who can run an industrial dishwasher}

Ed and Anna

He’s the kind of guy who will dance at a wedding with a little girl who wants to dance!

the dance

He’s the kind of guy who will dance with this big girl almost any time I ask him to {even though he says he doesn’t like to dance, but I think its more that he thinks hes not very good at it}

Ed and the boys

He’s the kind of guy who loves my grandsons as if they were his very own.  Who considers them his very own, regardless of their bloodline.  He’s the best Granddaddy those boys could have.

Cool Breezes

He’s the kind of guy who humors my desires to take pictures of him.  He’s not a fan of having his picture taken, but he does it anyway.


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He’s the kind of guy who after working on two other car batteries in a weeks’ time will get up and go help my parents when their car battery dies on a Sunday evening…after he’s announced  he’s done for the day.  And he does it with such a gentle grace. He’s the kind of guy who  melts my heart.

LVSA

He’s the kind of guy who builds super cool space flight hardware.  Like the piece behind us.  Things that are actually orbiting the earth at this very moment. Because, you know, he’s the Rocket Man!

Kissing me

He’s the kind of guy who always has a kiss for me. Kisses given generously and in abundance.  Just because!

at vulcan

He’s the kind of guy who took my wounded, battle-scarred heart and found it to be beautiful and worthy of love.  Together we are finding out it is never too late to live happily ever after. Our second chance life together that began with lots of baggage, a houseful of children and even a grandchild is something we’ve made into a first class life.  He’s the kind of guy who believes in second chances.

Yes, it is his birthday, but he is the gift.  A gift of love and life and laughter, comfort and warmth and understanding to me for which I am eternally grateful.  He’s the kind of guy who fills  ordinary days with  extraordinary moments. He’s just the kind of guy to make my dreams come true.

So here’s to the Rocket Man!  My dearest love.

Happy birthday!

~Mollianne

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But Who’s Counting?

by Mollianne on November 4, 2015

To my amazing Rocket Man!

It has been:

Wedding

19 years, which equals

Ed engagement post

228 months, which equals

Adoring gaze

988 weeks, which equals

Ed holding on

6939 days, which equals

Ed and Molli Ditto

166, 536 hours, which equals

love

9,992,160 minutes, which equals

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599. 529. 600 seconds.  Give or take a few.

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So much time since that blustery Sunday evening when  you tenderly took my face in your hands

and delivered a kiss

so gentle and sweet

so restorative and hopeful

so deliberate and meaningful

so soulful and mournful and joyful

all at the same time

that I begin to

cautiously but earnestly begin believe

 Happily Ever After could happen for me

And it might just happen with you

And it has

Together we have lived out those 19 years

{which equals… according to my calculations… 228 months, or 988 weeks ,or 693 days, or 166, 536 hours, or 9,992,160 minutes or 599,529,600 seconds…give or take a few}

Serving God together

Clinging to each other in the very hard times

Comforting each other in loss

Laughing at the odds

Embracing immeasurable joy

Enjoying all the kisses

Loving each other as best we know how

Thank you for that kiss all those years ago

Thank you a myriad of kisses in the ensuing years

Thank you for the promise of kisses to come

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I love you,

~Mollianne

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{The following is a speech given by my Grandfather, Rev. Malcolm Younger, after he returned from serving as a Chaplain in the United States Army. He served in the Pacific. I found the speech recently while unpacking boxes at my Mother’s house. It was written in his fine, clear handwriting on paper that has yellowed […]

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