Bad week

I am having a bad week. I’m in bed, not sleeping, hours before I need to get up for work. I texted Steve earlier, in tears, asking why he was ignoring me.

He called me within minutes. His voice was patient and loving, and his attention was on my day. He made me laugh, he reassured me, and not once did he scold me for the mistakes I had been making all week. He apologized for being consumed by his work and not calling me sooner.

Today I was reminded of why I’m marrying this man, and I don’t know if I could ever express how much I love him.

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