[9|52: my heart on the outside]
They have my heart.
They make me swell with wife- and mama-pride.
They make my belly hurt from laughing too hard.
They get under my skin and push my buttons like no one else can.
They know me better than anyone else ever has.
They love me like no one else ever will.
They give me purpose and meaning every. single. day.
They entertain me. A lot.
They sometimes perplex me… and always amaze me.
They are my heart, living on the outside.
Today is my Sweet’s birthday. I’m so grateful for him – the one who changed my life forever when he asked me if I’d say “yes”.
Obviously the boys are pretty grateful for him too.
Dear friends, what do ‘yours’ mean to you?