I’m sitting at the airport right now with crutches leaning against my airport wheelchair, a fracture walker on my left leg, and expecting my sweet and very pregnant wife to return momentarily with a golden starbucks latte. Yes, we are quite the couple right now. I can’t walk due to a severly sprained ankle and Aimee gets tired fairly quickly. I forgot to tip the service man who wheeled me to our gate, and Aimee walked a good ways to track him down. Needless to say, she is exhausted.
This my friends is a day in life of the beautiful covenant we call marriage. Parenthetical note – Aimee has returned, and we are giggling about how difficult to take the top off of a Starbucks yogurt without spilling the granola everywhere. This is the good stuff folks – little moments like this. Love you Pretty.
