Saturday, 12 February 2011
He is always watching out for me and watching over me. This can be as small as making sure I don't walk into people/objects while out and about (this happens way more often than I like to admit!). It can also be noticing that I'm about to blow my lid and diffusing the situation before I do. Sometimes he even catches this before I realize I'm as far gone as I am. He also watches over me by taking care of me, making sure that things are as comfortable and easy-going as possible. This can be really difficult with three young children, and there isn't always a way to ease the road. But he does what he can, and all that he can, and for that I am truly grateful.