These years have been short and long, mostly good but sometimes rough, happy and sad and grueling and bliss! Some have been easy, but that was never a whole year. ☺️ Nothing of worth comes easily and I have thought about what makes things stick, other than the grace of God. I will say I have fought for us and I fight for us. Everyday. All uphill some days, downhill others, but with ALL of my heart. The battle to give myself, to be available, to be vulnerable, to be honest, to be the safe place, to be the soft place, to be the helper, to be the lover, to be the best friend, to be the one who defends my man. And sometimes it has been only me. And sometimes it has been everyone but me, but only for a moment, and then, by God's grace, I have pulled close again and bowed my heart to the Lord to tuck myself back under his heart, right by those ribs. Some days are rough, and I have wondered if he's so mad that he doesn't want to forgive me or be forgiven, but I'm so thankful to God for giving us the grace to forgive and be forgiven by Him and one another. The "funny" jokes about always being right are so off target from where we are and must stay daily. I fight for us! He fights for us, and I hope we continue to fight for one another as strongly as I have seen we are so far. I love my man, and I'm so glad that we look to Jesus together to keep our hearts together! I will continue to pray that God keeps our hearts in Him. Counting our years together is more fun than a birthday! ☺️ I love you and I love us!
