Someday, I will have the kind of husband that other girls have. The kind that come home after working to the smell of their favorite cookies. He walks in, gives a kiss and asks how the day went with the little ones.
I will have a husband who sees how strong and amazing I am... But understands that I am a girl at heart and need to have someone to be strong with me.
I'm having a hard day because I have surrounded myself with strong relationships. And seeing or hearing about how wonderful things are (even in the hard times) makes it difficult when my good times are really only forced moments.
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