Sisters we are, though not of blood, God set His hand upon us, then tied a chord of love, An enduring friendship, our adoption is truer than true, As the voice of Naomi to Ruth erases life’s rue. Husband of mine, once enticed by romance, Strengthened through trials and joys, as a synchronized dance, Hand-in-hand we navigate the maze, God’s unseen hand unites us and sets our spirits ablaze. Son-of-our-heart, son and daughter of blood, You make our family complete, … Continue reading →