Last night, my husband praised my blog writing to a small group of people.
I’ve got writer’s block. I can’t think of a thing to say.
At least nothing important.
Oh, Martin did something this morning that he has done before. He prayed for our child (whoever they are and where ever they are) to have a good day today.
That always just kills me. He’s such a good man.
Thank you God for my Martin. Even if you never give us children to raise you have given me him and it is good.