Sometimes I look around at all the medical supplies, hand sanitizers, medications, and at my suffering husband and think to myself "is this really my life?" But then there are so many more times like the other night when Wes and I laid in the middle of our bed with two sleeping children on either side of us just holding hands and talking or a sunny saturday with a hose where I think "i have the most wonderful life."
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| is there anything more thrilling then spraying your big sister? |
it is a wonderful life: cancer, baby tantrums, early mornings and all.
1 comment:
love the pictures and the post. you guys are awesome.
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