on the third day of Christmas

And then the sun came out. It really did. And it was all better. Not fixed, or changed, but better.
Sometimes we just need the space to say all the things that we really feel without fear of condemnation being heaped upon our heads. We need to say the words and we need to know that they were heard.
In that moment Nathan wasn’t just my husband, he was also Christ arms and ears and warmth. He heard my cries and responded with mercy, grace, hugs, acceptance, paitence and love.

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