I have had a rough week at work. Nothing is horribly wrong, but nothing is quite right either. Everything is just so hard. Everything that should be easy and even a little fun just feels difficult. Every morning, I have woken up and hoped for a better, easier day. So far, I haven't really gotten it.
Tonight, I reached my limit. I burned my thumb on the oven rack and that was it. The edge that had been looming closer all day? I went over it. Hello, tears that were not really necessary. Hello, ridiculous reasoning that didn't make sense even to myself. Hello, uncalled for whining. It was a bit much.
But you know who stood by and never said anything negative to me? Who picked up the chore I was doing and pitched in to get it done quicker? My sweet husband N. He truly makes my life bliss. I am grateful for the time I had to learn some real-world navigation on my own as a single girl, but I am so so grateful for this wonderful time of marriage. Always spending time with someone who accepts and loves you...hanging out with your best friend who will always laugh at your jokes even when they are not funny...relaxing in your life because for the first time, you can just be you.
Thank God for N. Someone who loves me just as I am, even when I cry over a teeny, tiny burn on my thumb.
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