The Way He Is

My truck has no heater.

It is like -1,008,009 degrees outside.

I get cold faster then a NASCAR driver at Talladega when it's 50 degrees so at -1,008,009 degrees I'm hopeless.

I also have a hard time putting warmth over cute, i try i really do try, but cute wins every time dang it. In other words i was wearing little red flats with no socks, yes it was cold, but they are super cute! lol

It was late.

I had to drive home.

I had to get gas.

yuck........

Then he came to the rescue like he always does, to take care of me like he always does because that is the way he is. He bundled me up by putting one of his jackets over mine and putting his gloves on me. He had a random spare sock in his truck he put on my driving foot then he took off his own socks and put them on my feet. lol and yes I did look like a poofy snow bunny! He then put me in his truck with the heater going full blast and had me follow him to a gas station. There he pumped my gas and put air in my low tires while i sat and warmed up in his truck. After I had gotten warm all through he tucked me into my truck with his hoodie, because that's the way he is. I made it all the way home without my teeth chattering because of his abilities to take care of me down to every last detail.

He is amazing, that's just the way he is.

I know this may seem like a rather mushy post, but I just can't get over how well he takes care of me, in big things, in small things, in all things. He is a wonderful protector, a thoughtful care giver, an anointed provider, and a very very safe place to be. There is nowhere I feel safer then with him. That's the way he is...

I honor you darling, you are a mighty mighty man! Thank you for the socks;)