This man…. This sweet, sweet man.
He is probably the happiest person I know. He is always silly and never fails to make me laugh. He is manly and burly, but he will also help me make cookies and do the laundry. He’s got my back, no matter what. He is my comfort, my safe place. Sometimes I get mad at him, and sometimes I take him for granted. But here lately, I have realized even more than ever … that we fit.
It’s the small things. This morning he was supposed to get up and have breakfast with me, but he had to go into work super early. So by the time I had to get up, he was back with some fast-food biscuits. We ate our biscuits in bed and snuggled a little before I had to start getting ready. It was better than the breakfast we had originally planned.
