Painful Beloved

God has given me the best relationship I could have ever asked for. It is not perfect but I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

It is everything. Apparently one of my love languages is food… He makes me French omelets and has dinner ready for when I get to his house. He has the heating pad and pain meds ready for when my cramps are so bad I can’t breathe. He is my sounding board for every thought that turns into rambling that I can’t seem to stop from coming out of my mouth in a jumbled mess.

He knows what makes me tick and knows when I’m mentally struggling and he is always there for me. I am so grateful and thank the Lord everyday to have such a man as my man.