This week Tracy and I are celebrating our four year anniversary. On July 14th, 2012, I stood in front of friends and family and declared that I would take care of her in good times and in tough times. I looked into her pretty blue eyes and said that I would love and serve her when she is struggling and succeeding. With conviction, I committed to being the spiritual leader of my household. Before Luke and Noah, we stood at the altar and said that we would share the responsibility of raising children. We said that we would lay down our lives for each other. That we would pursue each other to the end. I’m thankful that four years later we’re more in love than ever before.
I’ve been thinking about these last four years with my wife for the past week. I still can’t get over her smile. I still can’t get over her freckles. I still can’t get over her laugh. I never thought I could experience such pure delight in another human being.
I cherish Tracy Briscoe. I’ve never met anyone so energetic, airy and joyful. I never could’ve imagined the type of mom she would be. It makes my heart leap when I get Noah out of bed in the morning and bring him to his mother. When he sees her, his eyes light up as he smiles with his entire face. I’m just captivated by the way Luke melts in her arms. It never ceases to amaze me how hard she works; all the loads of laundry she does, all the meals she cooks and all the poopy diapers she changes.
Tracy makes our home a place of peace and still has the time and emotional energy to give to me. When I’m down, Tracy seems to always know the words that will get me through. The last four years have been such a whirlwind. I’ve been a professor, finished a second master’s degree, grown a ministry, pursued a doctorate, and had two children. I’ve accomplished so much and I’ve been able to do it with grace and excellence because of my wife.
Ever since September 17th, 2011, we’ve been inseparable. Some of my friends told me not to mess with you. I can remember being a little skeptical. But I changed and they changed because you kept it true. What we have is so special. I’ve been working so hard to be a better man. Thank you for always standing by me and being my biggest fan. I know it can be hard, Trace. I’m headstrong, stubborn and I like being the man. I don’t like being told what to do because I have my own plans. Sometimes I don’t want to hear it – I want to be my own man. When I was young I made so many childish mistakes, but now I’m a grown man. And as a grown man, I want to be the best man I can for you. No one has loved me like you and its still crazy to me because I know me and how hard-headed I can be.
Tracy, you’re the only one I’m thinkin’ of. You’re a blessing from the heavens up above. You’ve been with me through everything. And from my heart, I want to sing dedication. I will continue to be dedicated to you for the rest of my life. I will be a dedicated father. I will be dedicated in my pursuit of you. Thank you that, in spite of imperfection, you constantly label me a hero. I can see us getting old and delighting in conversation. I can see us in a little mountain cabin with our children and grandchildren. Thank you for agreeing to love me. Thank you for the grace you’ve shown me. I love you. I love you, forever.
I’m Harold Dorrell Briscoe. Thanks for reading.