She is...

She was born in Chicago, but she was raised in the Lone Star State. She grew up listening to Elvis, of course. She went to Texas A&M where she met the love of her life. They were married in August of 1986. She gave birth to their first and favorite child, a girl, on July 28, 1988. On that day, she became a mother.

She is beautiful - inside and out. People always say I look like her. I say, thank you for the compliment. She is smart, kind, generous, wise, gracious, and selfless. She is stylish and fun. Most importantly, she loves Jesus. She is the Proverbs 31 woman. She is my mother. She is my best friend.

A wife of noble character, who can find?

She is worth far more than rubies.

Her husband has full confidence in her

and lacks nothing of value.

She brings him good, not harm,

all the days of her life.

She selects wool and flax

and works with eager hands.

She is like the merchant ships,

bringing her food from afar.

She gets up while it is still night;

she provides food for her family

and portions for her female servants.

She considers a field and buys it;

out of her earnings she plants a vineyard.

She sets about her work vigorously;

her arms are strong for her tasks.

She sees that her trading is profitable,

and her lamp does not go out at night.

In her hand she holds the distaff

and grasps the spindle with her fingers.

She opens her arms to the poor

and extends her hands to the needy.

When it snows, she has no fear for her household;

for all of them are clothed in scarlet.

She makes coverings for her bed;

she is clothed in fine linen and purple.

Her husband is respected at the city gate,

where he takes his seat among the elders of the land.

She makes linen garments and sells them,

and supplies the merchants with sashes.

She is clothed with strength and dignity;

she can laugh at the days to come.

She speaks with wisdom,

and faithful instruction is on her tongue.

She watches over the affairs of her household

and does not eat the bread of idleness.

Her children arise and call her blessed;

her husband also, and he praises her:

Many women do noble things,

but you surpass them all.

Charm is deceptive and beauty is fleeting;

but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.

Honor her for all that her hands have done,

and let her works bring her praise at the city gate.

I will arise and call her blessed. I will honor her for all that her hands have done. I will bring her praise.

I am the luckiest.