My husband and I are parents to seven-year-old identical twin boys. When they are misbehaving or just being goofballs, we call them Thing 1 and Thing 2. Sometimes my husband jokes and says he is Thing 3. This isn’t in reference to him misbehaving; it is because he feels like he is the last one on my list on some days. I know this won’t make up for those days when he has felt like that, but he knows he is my rock, my confidant, and my friend.
Today, during National Poetry Month, I rededicate a poem read at our wedding, Elizabeth Barrett Browning‘s poem, “How Do I Love Thee? Let Me Count the Ways.”
Check out the video and tribute to my husband Jermaine Barnes.
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