Last night I poured my weepy, little heart out to my husband and told him how I was in a rough spot and had been feeling blue for various reasons. Dave patiently listened to me, took me into his arms, and then he reminded of one of the many reasons I love him by making my woeful self laugh.
Me, sniffling: “Just please pray for me. Or do something.”
Him: “Okay. I’ll sacrifice a goat for you.”
Dave, thank you for reminding me to not take myself or life too seriously.
Yeah… doctor AND funny man. You really hit the motherlode!
Can’t wait to meet you both! Heidi