I will keep today extremely short and sweet.
Today after church, Matt and I came home and changed clothes. Much to my dismay, my "fat pants" were extremely tight.
I am NOT thankful for that. Not a little bit, not at all.
What I am thankful for is my husband. The wonderful man who still loves me when my fat pants are too tight. Who still loves me when I don't love myself and collapse in a puddle of tears after putting on a pair of pants.
Thank you, Matt, for loving me...fat rolls and all. I love you too.
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