By the time the clock struck 6 in my home, I was beat from working, grocery shopping, cooking and cleaning. I was about to collapse on the couch when my husband walked in the door, plopped a wet kiss on my lips and exclaimed, "Dearhart! I'm so happy to see my beautiful wife!" My low energy instantly kicked up. I cooked up basil buttered Tilapia with lemon garlic pasta for dinner. Jeff raved, "This dinner is delicious. I'm happily surprised you're so good in the kitchen! I love you so much." I glory in being Jeff's wife. I love caring for my husband who makes me feel loved and appreciated and always desirable.
At times I'll flip on the TV and feel dismayed that my broadcast dreams may be on the back-burner for the long haul, but I'd exchange the admiration of strangers for the steady stream of love from my sweet husband any day.
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