I am laying here in bed trying to sleep..and I can't...because the mister is snoring like a wilderbeast.
Wait...do wilderbeasts snore?
Anyways...as I listen to him snore, he has his leg wrapped around my body and when he breathes in I kinda feel like hes gonna crush me, like a boa constrictor. Plus I'm sweating like a wilderbeast because hes practically on TOP of me. Irritated.
But then I think....as much as this annoys me I am so incredibly thankful. Thankful for the snoring, thankful for the smothering, thankful for Him. For this amazing, God fearing, kind, loving man that I get to call mine. I am thankful for his dirty clothes on the floor, for his shaving cream on the sink and for his shoes always right in the way of where I need to walk. All those things are reminders of him and of how lucky I am to have him.
He is the love of my life, and I wouldn't trade this snoring wilderbeast for nuthin. He is sooo handsome, and he loves me
he even loves all my crazy. :)