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Have I mentioned recently how wonderful my man is?
Don’t get me wrong. He can drive me crazy, we have our issues, but I don’t know how he manages to put up with my constant over emotional crabby self.
He set up the stool for me, so I can put my feet up, because he knows I hurt… he’s been bringing me tasty things he knows I’ll eat, because with the pain it’s hard for me to want to eat, and I’m often nauseous…
And I can tell him exactly what I want or need… and sometimes I get just that… and sometimes he waits and remembers, and then when he does it later it’s a surprise…
I just realize sometimes how great he is, and that I probably don’t always give him the credit he deserves. Not that he’ll see this, but still.
Anyway…