9.01.2017

gravity

today's my best friend's birthday.

this past year has been one of the hardest of my life. the addition of our fifth was, well, challenging. no, it IS challenging. can't lie. won't. it's been a rough transition. there's a lot on my (our) plate. i know i could NOT have made it this far without my best friend, my love, my husband. 

he gives me grace abundantly. 
he loves me when i'm unloveable. 
he loves me when i cannot love myself. 

i wrote this little poem of sorts in the middle of the night just weeks after our fifth was born. and by wrote, i mean it just came to me. every word in perfect order racing out of my brain. every once in a while, my heart overflows-typically in the quiet hours of the night when my thoughts become clear again-& i'm full of gratitude. undeserving love seeps from my pores & spills out of my eyes. 

i slid the sleeping babe from my arm, grabbed my phone & started typing this into my notes so not to forget my truth in that moment. 

today seemed like the perfect day to share the words...a gift to the one i love... 




He was home for her.
A rock on which to build.
A buoy on a stormy sea.
An imperfect pine, knotted but strong.

He was security.
A rest for her weary soul.
Her respite on a rainy night.
A warm fire.

She spins & he steadies.
He was gravity.
Holding her world in place.

For she was the world.
His whole world.
And he was hers.



xoxo my love

here's to many more years of ridiculous bliss.