...me relishing in the comfort of my husband's arms as I balled my eyes out and buried my face in his hairy, cushiony chest from lack of sleep, erratic food intake and an extremely bad, bad day at work.
The best part about is that I know he doesn't judge as I teared my guts out by the quiet soi and not having to say a word.
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I hope you feel better after crying. :)
Hope the rest of the week isn't going to be too tough on you too!
Thanks Boo. :)
Awww! I love your hubby for being such a sweetheart to you!
But babes, chin up. There's nothing the dragon can't conquer! (Maybe except split ends and exploding gas cynlinders. Heheh)
thank heavens for the existence of somesweethearts in my life. :)
It is a very blessed feeling when you have a shoulder to cry on. Makes one count and be thankful for every single blessing that one has.
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