- My wife, Kristin. Of course, my Beloved comes first - but not just because that's how it should work. I'm truly blessed to be her partner in life. She's kind, patient, determined, passionate, funny, beautiful, a wonderful mother to our two girls, and as I realized yet again the other day, the person with whom I enjoy talking the most. Which is saying something, given that I really don't care for talking all that much (pastoral evidence to the contrary, silence is a thing I treasure because I get so little of it.) Not only am I blessed to be her husband, but I get to work side by side with her as a partner in ministry with our congregation, and to our joy we have discovered we enjoy working together and we're pretty good at it (well, this is my joy, at least - you'll have to ask her if it's a joy working with me or not).
- Our oldest daughter, Ainsley. Ainsley is a mini-me, in looks, but she has her mother's caring heart and loving nature. I know I'm bragging just a little bit here, but what has struck me most about Ainsley as she has grown older is her emotional maturity and wisdom. She shows a heck of a lot more empathy than I ever did as a child (or do now, to be perfectly honest). I hope like everything that her sweetness and kindness will hold fast as she grows older and has to live through the growing pains every child faces.
- Our youngest daughter, Alanna. Alanna is also a mini-me: in temperament. She's passionate, determined, impatient, easily distracted, and goofy. She is constantly singing and always falls deeply in love with whatever music has captured her attention for the moment. She also hates sleeping, a belief I wholeheartedly endorse (there's so much out there to experience - why waste a second more sleeping through it than is absolutely necessary?).
So this was the easy one. More to come tomorrow.