So, after all these years, you’re still doing the church thing?
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I live with a man. We share a bathroom sink, two kids, and a whole bunch of household chores. I am here every day. With him. And the life we share.
I love to look into his eyes. I love how his hand wraps around mine. I love sharing life with him. Even all the tired, boring, mundane parts. We lean together to dream. We lean together to make ends meet. We lean together and face the odds. And it is bliss.
He is good. He is kind and generous. He gives and loves and invests. He is handsome and strong. He is brilliant. He is a natural engineer in every setting. He finds answers when no when else has. He fixes what no one else can. He brings peace and stability and strength where ever he goes. He is fun and funny. He amazes me every day.
Life with him… in our rental apartment… with the heat at a bare minimum… and big dreams in our hearts… is glorious.