Old pic.
New thoughts.
Sunday did not start well.
A sick kiddo woke me up. Then we got an early morning phone call that Chad's grandfather had passed away during the night. The day loomed ahead. We were having a business dinner party in the evening. I was not prepared. I was tired, really tired. And all of it just felt like too much.
I stomped around like a toddler. I ranted to Chad about the "muchness" of it all.
And he listened.
Made me coffee.
Shopped for groceries with me.
Complimented my meal.
It was not a great day - but the calm, steady encouragement that Chad provided made it a bearable one.
Oh, how thankful I am for this man who holds my heart.
