The weekend was a good one. Our couples' massage was incredible...afterward, H comes up behind me and gives me a huge hug. It felt so nice. Then, we went to dinner at a steak place. H's choice. There was over an hour wait so we got a chance to talk, drink beer, and watch sports on the tvs. He was a happy man. By the time we were eating dinner, I was feeling the two huge Spotted Cow beers I drank. WHew. After, we went to the party of a friends. It was ok there. Best part was my H coming up to me, putting his arm around me. Me checking on him when he was gone too long, etc. Nice. (He liked my new outfit I bought to wear that night, too. Kept commenting on it. ) Fast forward to getting home....well, cause of the drinking, I was getting sick to my stomach... Kinda put a damper in the evening. BUT...DID have a longer kiss than usual before going to bed.
Sunday, our son woke us up...came into our bed giggling and talking and having fun. I'm so lucky. Then, he said he'd give us time to wake up and went to his room to play (He's 6!!!! Wow, God must have been whispering in his ear or something) Anyway, we snuggled and slowly woke up. We read the paper together, our son played near us, drank our coffee. Then, we got ready for church. Went to church, came home, normal day of laundry and work. Then, that night there was a church thing for families. By this time, my cup is full. I'm just feeling so full of love and thankfulness for what I have. We sat as a family and listened to God's word and a fun presentation. My H pulled me close, arm around me, and my son on our laps in front.
Today, I'm pulled to prayer and thankfulness. I sit here, working at home, in my beautiful house, while my son is at school and my H is at his good job, and I feel so undeserving.