博客來When Marilyn, the author’s wife, was nearing the end of her life, he asked her where she had hidden the Christmas love letters he had written to her since their first Christmas in 1968. In a faint voice, she revealed they were stored in a box on a high shelf.
Panicked when he couldn’t immediately find them, Jim feared losing the chronicle of their life together, year by year. Over fifty years, his letters encapsulated the sweet moments, the critical times, the apologies, the poetry, the newlywed days, the child-centered years, the strains on their love, their shared faith and adventures, and the experience of growing old together.
Thankfully, their son David managed to locate every single letter. Rereading them was a journey both gratifying and tearful. Friends encouraged Jim to share this unique, intimate year-by-year account of a committed marriage with readers who might find solace and insight in the unfolding story of a deeply loving, yet sometimes struggling, relationship.
In this heartfelt tribute to his wife, JimMcCormick offers a candid and authentic look at the journey from young love through personality conflicts to the deep commitment of a mature relationship. Discover something genuine, relatable, and profoundly moving in Jim McCormick’s homage to his wife-a poor man’s Taj Mahal.
