Tuesday, February 28, 2006

True Love...

...is coming in at 6:45 am, covered in sweat and exhausted and having TheBoy pass me on the way to the bathroom, kiss me on the forhead and mumble "I'm so proud of you babe".

Because at the end of it all, that Boy gets me. He believes in me. And those are the things things that matter most.

2 comments:

kate said...

awww... it is what truly matters. you lucky girl.

Liz said...

those are the things that count.