Levi asked that I pass his church clothes over from our closet: khaki pants, short sleeve white shirt and 3 neckties that were hanging from his shirt hanger.
As we were driving to church, I asked him why he decided to go with his black & red tie. He told me it was to go with my red tights. My heart swelled even bigger than it had already grown from the night before.
Last night, I had an emotional breakdown. With 4 friends who recently gave birth in the last month, I couldn't help but feel a little envious of their new role of motherhood. I don't really talk about this much outside my marriage. After visiting our new baby nephew yesterday, my heartstrings were pulled pretty tight. I don't really want to divulge much about my tear filled conversation with Levi, but my heart could burst at his tender and sensitive spirit. I could feel all the tenderness from his heart reassure me. I felt the deepest corners of his heart love me in the way that I needed, in that very moment.
I'm so thankful that God handpicked this man to place in my life and experience all of life's adventures with. My cup runneth o'er.
