Dave sometimes refers to himself as furniture … not in a good way. He thinks I sometimes just use him for furniture – something to lay on, or be propped up on, or snuggle up to, etc. Guess what? I don’t think being furniture is a bad thing. We all have our favorite place to sit and veg – whether it be a comfy chair, the couch, or bed. We look forward to going to this place to relax. We know this place will always be there for us – we can rely on its comfyness!!
That is my hubby in a nutshell! As we celebrate him and his birth today, I am so grateful that he is always there for me. He’s ready and willing to do what is required. He is a constant in my life. He brings me more happiness every day I know him. And even though he usually hates it, he is my comfy furniture that I need in my life!