Today Julia and I celebrated our 38 and ½ year anniversary. After 38 years of marriage most people would only celebrate the yearly anniversary. To be truthful that is what we normally do. But today was not a normal day. Today was Julia’s celebration service as she went home to be with Jesus. We didn’t have a 60th birthday party for her on Thanksgiving day, but today was a party. It was a party honoring her, and celebrating the Goodness of God. God is Good; Julia helped me see that in so many ways. I begin this blog not having a clue as to what it will be or become. I just know that it is something I am supposed to do. I’m tired, it’s late so this will be short. I remember tonight the first time I looked into her deep blue eyes. I felt like I was being pulled deep into a place where I didn’t really want to go, but yet because of those eyes, a place where I needed to go. We met in April 1971. I was in Air Force Pilot Training in Lubbock Texas, and I was flying home on a cross-country training flight. We met on a blind date, and after being pulled in by those blue eyes, I asked her to marry me. The shock was that she said yes.