Oh, My Hero!
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Who's My Hero?
I tell him all the time he’d be a hot, hot mess without me.
I assure him he wouldn’t know where to find his clean clothes, or know what kind of dressing to put on his salad if I was gone.
But the truth is, I’d be the one lost.
In real life- I can be a backward, awkward, neurotic coward. I’m the type who’s afraid to go into the basement after dark; loathes new situations and changes; and has walked out of a store more than once without working up the gumption to approach the stranger/clerk for help finding an item I needed.
That’s me- a leave-a-night-light- blazing sort of gal.
Yet, here I am chasing dreams…taking risks and chances knowing full well that I can fail. Or be made fun of. Or ripped apart in my next review. Scary stuff for a quiet coward.
But it’s all right. I do have a spine. He’s the guy I’ve always counted on to have my back. He believes in me when I don’t. He thinks I’m the best when I feel like I’m the worst. He’s the shoulders I stand on while I reach for stars.
He’s my husband and my hero. And I am a lucky girl.
|Chad and me.|