As soon as I reach the surface to take a breath, a torrential blow of water drowns me again. This week, I had to pay taxes, Bo got into a wreck, my car died, our HOA decided not to send me a statement until after our dues were already due with a hefty late penalty included...and I'll keep the rest of the sorrows to myself. It wasn't until I started dwelling on all of these misfortunes that I couldn't even stand to listen to myself any longer. So, today I am thankful for unanswered prayers, small victories and a husband that knows how to counter my self-pity perfectly.
You are an angel, you taught me how to fly. You picked me up when I was down, turned me around and you made me fly high. We’re a little bit older now, together we’ve seen some change, but I love you more now than I did on that very first day.
Sometimes we laugh, and sometimes we cry. Some days it’s hard to figure out our way in this life, but it’s moments like these that make me wish I could freeze frame time...
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