FYI. I survived the wedding. Daddy was home from work. Worked 6am-1230am. Baby didn’t sleep. Teething. Mommy didn’t sleep anxiety. But i survived 13 hours for my friend. My bf had anxiety about being at a wedding he didn’t know anyone but he showed up and we danced and we kissed. And we had a fire lit. And I fell in loved with him all over again. We are blessed. And I am loved.

I tell you this. We grew up in hard lives. HARD. And we have been through the ringer. But we fight for each other. My advice I received from my grandpa. Respect each other. Listen to each other. And communicate. And you can achieve anything and your love will last.

I love this man! And I fell in love all over again.

November = grateful month count your blessings. Plz.