A Letter From My Husband
My husband is brave enough to share his heart with you today. May this bring encouragement and hope to you in your situation as well.
My husband is brave enough to share his heart with you today. May this bring encouragement and hope to you in your situation as well.
The first full day began. Time and the calendar were created. We were able to record history from that point on. How wonderful. How profound!
Who doesn’t look forward to pay day? It’s that great time where you can watch your bank account climb and feel that hard work pay off. If you’re hard at work trying to pay off debt, give yourself a little allowance each pay.
I was tall for my age growing up. I was the girl in the back row of school photos along with all the boys because I was a head taller than most of the other kids. Size helped me but also hindered me in ways as well.
The fear of trying new things, and possibly facing symptoms because of it, were leaving us crippled from moving forward.
One of the biggest challenges and yet greatest blessings can be welcoming a newborn into this world. Your heart aches as you long for a child yourself. You want to hold it, feel the delicate, warm, little body pressed against your chest and snuggled in your arms. Yet, every part of you is desperately trying not to break down and sob on this beautiful newborn life.
I want to bring us back to the beginning of it all; to remind us of the beauty and perfection of creation. To reflect upon our Creator. To be reminded of why we worship.
Having a partner work on something with you can bring power and motivation. You can cheer each other on when the going gets tough. You can celebrate when you reach success.
Movies glam this up. Single people long for it and make jokes about it. Married people typically keep quiet or roll their eyes when the word sex is mentioned. It is a widely shown topic yet a very quiet and secretive one. It has been embellished, abused, and scrutinized. Now for the reality.
Are crowds and social events taxing on your brain? Does the thought of going to an event make you anxious? Then you and I have something in common.