There may not be words to adequately describe how blessed my life has been, in spite of myself. I hope these memoirs in some way reflect God's unsurpassed love and faithfulness.
Monday, July 30, 2007
My man.
My husband, without being tazored and unbeknownst to me, went to the grocery store and purchased a gallon of milk. Because HE NOTICED WE NEEDED SOME... This ushered in a whole new, foreign set of emotions in me.
2 comments:
I love you, A...you crack me up!!!
oh, you are blessed!
probably wanted some cereal.
that's when dave goes and gets some.
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