It’s been a bit of a bumpy road around my house the last week or so… trying to catch up from vacation and jumping back into the swing of work and school, not to mention some other stuff. The days pass in a blur, with check lists going unchecked and time running short… emotional upheaval and physical exhaustion. Sometimes… we forget to be nice to each other. We are wrapped up in our own junk and putting on a happy face for the world… and coming home to our safe haven means that we can finally be real, and let the mess in our hearts spill all over. I know it isn’t even close to how is should be… but that is how it is. In real life. Just for right now.
Until… some beautiful man shows up in my office carrying a bowl full of flowers and fruit.
But he is not just some man… he is my man. Who knows my heart, mess and all… and still loves me.