Recently, my husband and I went to Kirksville to run some errands. It was a cold, rainy day as we hurried in and out of various stores. On the drive home, I complained that my hands were cold. Without a word, Blaine reached in his coat pocket and handed me a pair of brown jersey gloves. Although a little large, they were soft and warm. As I pulled them on, I instantly felt better. My husband's act warmed my hands along with my heart.
Blaine and I have been married for 50 years. What is the secret to a long-lasting love? Here is my profound answer. Love is sharing a pair of brown jersey gloves.
