What happens from the time we wake up to when we go to bed? For me it's a rollercoaster of being a wife, mom, daughter, sister, teacher and friend. Sometimes I forget my own name or call my daughter by the dog's name. But in all the chaos in all the loudness of the world what gets me from day to day is my faith. It sounds to many as simple or stupid but to me it's the only way. This blog is the story of my faith in my daily life, how the Lord has blessed me and why I call myself his.
Thursday, March 31, 2011
my best friend.
My husband rocks.
He has integrity and perseverance.
His strengths are my weaknesses.
He prays with the children every night and tucks them in when I can't.
He reads to the kids in funny voices and faces that makes them all laugh.
He daily prays and speaks blessings over his family.
He plays board games, wrestles and tickles.
He can get the kids to the next level of Wii and DS games.
He builds forts.
He is a great disciplinarian.
His faith seeps from the depth of his heart.
He shares his faith with others.
He is really, really smart and isn't prideful.
He uses big words.
He makes memories.
He truly tries to understand me and is getting really good at it.
He believes in me.
He loves me as I am.
He laughs and is thankful for us.
He makes me laugh like no one else.
He wants to continue to change and grow and is the first one to say sorry.
He loves to read and is an amazing writer.
He is a wonderful teacher.
He dresses pretty cool.
He can cook and clean.
He can do a mean foot rub.
He knows me and all my weaknesses and isn't fazed by them.
He is my best friend.
I am so blessed. True story.
"The laugh of a baby, the song of a mother, the strength of a father, warmth of loving hearts, lights from happy eyes, kindness, loyalty, comradeship; home."
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