You, kind sir, are someone I emulate in my M saving efforts. I envy and applaud your progress and your ability to give while still in the throes of your own sitch.
You are my light house in my stormy marital seas, despite your objections to being referred to as such. When I am wayward, and coming dangerously close to the rocks, your light gently warns me away and encourages me to try again on a safer route.
I can never thank you enough. YOUR PMA infuses mine.
