Sitting at home Tuesday night, while Eliza was in bed, I realized how blessed I was to be home alone on Valentine's Day. I was home alone with my daughter, on a holiday, while he was in a hotel all alone.
I am blessed to be home, while he is gone, because he works so hard to allow me to be home.
I am blessed to be home, while he is gone, because he never thinks about himself, but only us.
I am blessed to be home, while he is gone, because he has a job that gives him these opportunities.
I am blessed to be home, while he is gone, and able to take Eliza to swim class.
I am blessed to be home, while he is gone, and sign Eliza up for gymnastics.
I am blessed to be home, even if it is alone, because of him.
So I watched my DVR, and ate tator-tots for dinner, while others posted about the dinners they had or events they did. But I knew, I am the one that is blessed.
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Nothing to do with Valentine's Day, but I love this picture of us 3! |
1 comments:
Love the picture too! Just beautiful! =)
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