That popped up in my facebook feed this morning, and it got me in the feels.

Often times I feel like such a load to carry, a burden to bear, a mess to clean up – it weighs heavy on my heart.

Sir is always willing to get down, get dirty, and scoop me up. He never complains about holding me together or tossing me over His shoulder to get us both to safer land. Almost 20 years of His unwavering love and support and He still makes me swoon. I just don’t have enough words, enough time, enough life to give Him proper thanks.

He is my hero. He is my love. He is my everything.


Happy Friday.