Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Sitting Here

with a bunch of tears streaming down my face.
That husband of mine! That sweet husband of mine.

He sent me this song today from work.



Even with two screaming kids, a cat that won't stop throwing up, and a dog that hates me (seriously hates me), a broken ice maker, six loads of laundry laying on our bedroom floor, and some substance (of unknown origin) all over the family room carpet . . . we still got it!

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3 comments:

  1. AnonymousDecember 16, 2009 at 11:45 AM

    why cry?

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  2. my stay-at-home-momma dramaDecember 16, 2009 at 3:40 PM

    Because he is so sweet :)

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  3. Ruth DunkmanDecember 17, 2009 at 8:12 AM

    There's something about a well-timed hug (or love song sent from work) that cements the deal, isn't there? I had a horrible day at work yesterday, and Bob just held me when I got home... soon I felt much calmer and I felt loved and accepted as I was.

    We're both so lucky!

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