My wife turns thirty-two today and she can pass for half that number. I'm unworthy of such a soul. Although she gets me all riled up many times, she's also that anchor that keeps me much grounded. Saves me from myself.
Many more years, Winkieboo.

My two and a half years old daughter suddenly cries out for her sleep, thrashes around and begin these episodes of shivering, goosebumps all over her body, teeth chattering. She'd been fine all day long, although she'd cried a lot while plaiting her hair in the evening, but it's nothing that he mother and myself weren't familiar with. But tonight she scared the **** out of me; my wife, the cool-under-pressur onele, took her from me, wrapped her and held her close while I stumbled all over the place looking for whatnot.

It will be hours later that her condition made a favorable turn and she'd lay in my chest to sleep. THANKS.

The Kingdom of GOD is at hand. SELAH.