I am often reminded of how lucky I am to be married to Jeff. Sometimes it is because I hear other people talk about their marriages and I realize how wonderful mine is. Sometimes it is because I get home from work and he has the kids picked up and dinner in the oven. But most often it is because he totally believes in me, he is my biggest fan (well he AND my mom), he encourages me to follow my dreams, he knows me better than anyone and he truly is my best friend. I know I am a pretty lucky girl.
This is the deal ... its late at night ... everyone is sleeping, and I should be too. The alarm will go off early in the morning ... and a long, busy day will greet me. Yet, instead of going to bed I somehow end up in my craft room. And instead of sleeping, I end up crafting ....
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
4/22/09
I am often reminded of how lucky I am to be married to Jeff. Sometimes it is because I hear other people talk about their marriages and I realize how wonderful mine is. Sometimes it is because I get home from work and he has the kids picked up and dinner in the oven. But most often it is because he totally believes in me, he is my biggest fan (well he AND my mom), he encourages me to follow my dreams, he knows me better than anyone and he truly is my best friend. I know I am a pretty lucky girl.
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