Trust

As far as I’m concerned the glass is half full. My husband of glass half empty has gone to 3/4 full and I’m needing to pull him back a bit.

His mother was right when years ago she gave me a hand-carved wall hanging of a hot air balloon with him and his ideas, and me standing on the ground supporting him and also making sure he didn’t go too far.

I put my life in his hands every day. He places his trust in me to do the same. Here’s a song.  So Christmas is cell phones, not here every day, some on back order, you’ll get them one day.

That was our holiday gift for both birthdays and Christmas. We’re practical. Dee

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