Husband has been sick for the past day or so but it remains all the more about why I love the man.
Even when he’s miserable and sick he still tries to get up to see the girls and myself. Or make breakfast. Or his chores.
He’s angry, miserable and tired. But he’s still trying.
And I love him for it.
Told him to lie down and let me pick up the slack for now.
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Refreshing to see this type of post in this sub. Also, kudos for noticing and acting.