...isn't the beautiful pink roses I love to receive...
...isn't the delicious chocolate I always love to eat...
...isn't even the BIG coffee my hubby knew I needed today...
...but true love IS when your hubby walks in the door to an exhausted, sleep deprived woman in her house clothes, wearing a moby wrap with spit up on one shoulder and runny nose goobers on another and says "I love you beautiful wife." To me that is better than any flowers, chocolates or coffee could ever mean...Happy Valentines Day Honey, I love you too!!
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I think God gives husbands a special grace to see past the sleepy-eyes, the spit up on our shirts, day-old makeup, and the general chaos to the beautiful woman that he married X number of years ago. I'm so thankful!
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