“Our house, is a very, very, very fine house.
With two cats in the yard. Life used to be so hard.
Now everything is easy ’cause of you.” – CSN
Blue Egg Brown Nest would not be here if it were not for Dear Husband (DH). Many times I think I could have ended up in a ditch if it were not for DH. Many of you know that I struggle with feeling good. Sometimes I get lost in the web of lies that cloud my brain, thinking I am of no value and my anxiety will one day just swallow me whole. Gulp. DH tells me differently. He tells me I am bigger and better and stronger than I will ever know. He tells me that I can move houses and mountains and furniture with my small hands. He actually believes that I am loveable. And when I see it in his eyes, that he really BELIEVES this of me, then I start to think, “Huh. What if I actually am big and brave?”
This is the gift. Dear Husband is the gift of a lifetime. God knew that even though I put my big girl boots on this morning and war paint smudged across my cheeks that I needed help. Help to do battle, help to love myself and my family, help to build a business and help to feel….good.
Dear Husband has given me freedom to be me. And in being me I can grow bigger and taller. I can feel creative. I can write with authority and paint without worry. I can try new adventures with my business and my life.
I am blessed by his confidence in me. It also helps that he is my #1 fixer of all broken furniture, split wood, mover, hanger, solderer, UHauler, sander, painter…did I say mover? I get to be here, with you Dear Readers, every day because of Dear Husband.
Happiest of birthdays, my one, true love.