Feeling grateful for... this man. This man has carried a load that many wouldn't (be able to). Cheering me on, rocking the role of Mr. Mom, lifting us up on the hard days, and sacrificing his own needs/wants for me to pursue a dream. I LOVE this picture... he volunteered to be with me on the climb, but he took on much more than we bargained for. The last 3 years has been a spiritual battle like no other and as he put it, "we're at the summit standing at the tree line". John 10:10 has never been more evident in this last season... with our own sweet flesh and blood being taken. We're scratched, bruised, and broken but we are standing. I can say with confidence, not only would I not be standing but I wouldn't be here if it weren't for the love of God lived out through my husband. We have hope. It's a huge honor to have earned the advanced degree I have and with God's blessing He is taking us to a place that moves our souls, will allow us time to play, explore and connect. I. Am. Grateful.
