I had a really triumphant day Tuesday that turned into one of the worst days of my life with gastroparesis. I had wanted to share some pictures of me celebrating (I rode a carousel) being able to get my driver’s permit.
But Ive been feeling so shitty, literally, that I havent thought much about anything else, much less putting them to paper.
I will say this : love, real love, is UNDERrated. Real love is when you can look at a man and tell him you just shit yourself in bed and he is completely unphased and says “Aww baby. Im sorry you feel ao bad. I love you.”
When a man tells you he loves you in THAT moment or he sees you looking like this
AND thinks you’re the most beautiful woman in the world. His woman. That’s love ya’ll. Real love.
Love at its core is this: That in sickness and in health, with shit in your pants and ugly on your face, it finds the best in you. It knows the song in your heart and singd it back to you.
I dont give him nearly enough credit for all the ways he really loves me.