It's 9:01 on a Tuesday night and I'm exhausted.
I don't even have kids to feed, bathe, and put to bed.
All I have to do is worry about myself,
and my 26 "kids" I greet 5 days a week at school.
Every night, I get ready for my nightly chat with
Some nights, it's fun. We talk about our days, laugh, joke, share stories.
Other nights, it's not so fun. We're stressed and tired.
On these nights, Dr. D. is usually studying for a test.
Now, here's where it gets hard.
I support him 100% in his endeavours.
I always tell him "If there is anything I can do, let me know!"
I know that's silly!
I can't take is anatomy test for him.
I can't study diseases for hours on end in his behalf.
I can't see him everyday like we used to in Rexburg.
I can support him.
I can tell him I love him.
I can make him yummy dinners.
I can clean is apartment.
He always says "Thank you".
He is always so happy to see me.
He is always smiling & saying "I love you".
Then I realize,
It's the moments like these, that make it ALL worth it.