Today he opened a Fed Ex a package that was dropped on our doorstep.  Inside was the biggest headed gulf club I’ve ever seen along with a new golf glove.  I feel that the older he gets the more clubs he buys and the heads of these clubs just keep getting larger and larger.

Then he asks what was in my box that was delivered yesterday.  Didn’t think he noticed but seldom do things get past him.  Did you order the new wrinkle cream you saw on TV? He asked.   It was then that I realized we both have the same problem.  I see flaws that I try to fix with the latest creams and cosmetics and he thinks new clubs will help his golf game.

I’m thankful that his eyes are aging as my skin is wrinkling and I’m sure he’s glad I don’t notice his increasing golf scores.

Love is God’s way of smoothing out wrinkles and making us laugh at what we think are flaws.  I don’t care how many times he hits the ball and all he wants to do is make me smile which always hides the wrinkles.