I am, self-admittedly, a BAD patient. I hate being sick and resent not being able to do as I usually do because my body isn't cooperating. So my having a cold makes me REALLY cranky!
Enter Dr. Hunny Bear with some tuff luv medicine. Made me soup (from scratch), and spoon-fed me it in bed. MADE me tek my meds while I protested vociferously about how much I HATE taking meds. Has now taken on my usual Saturday errands run, even as HE is recovering from HIS own bout with the flu. Yes he (correctly) called me a stubborn ass woman and yes, he and my mom are conspiring about cutting a switch off her guava tree. But even though teeth and tongue may meet (and they DO) I know what we have is firmly and deeply grounded in mutual love and commitment.
Thank you hun 😚😙💏💋#23yearsandcounting
Is this my mid-lifer crisis? Or how I try to make sense of it all when it doesn't make sense
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Sunday, October 9, 2016
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