Wednesday was my husband’s birthday.
I can’t remember the last time he had a more exhausting day than his birthday turned out to be, and we’ve had some tough days in recent weeks and months. I bought doughnuts to go with breakfast so we could sing to him early in the day, but the box sat on our counter until 6:30 p.m. The doughnut was the first thing he’d had time to eat all day. It was a really crazy day and I wish I’d been able to soften it more. Relentless days like this remind me what a huge commitment it is for a man to provide for a family. He does it without complaint.
I am so grateful for him and for all he does in behalf of our family. He is by far the better parent in our marriage. I feel so blessed to have him. He is one amazing man.