This may mean I’m broken.
But it also may mean I’m whole.
This morning I watched a TED talk on gratitude and the speaker said that after eight years of marriage, she finally realized her husband, upon serving dessert to the family, always gives himself a smaller piece of pie so she could get the biggest.
I completely lost it.
Just lost it.
So, what does this mean about me?
I really don’t know.
And I really don’t care.
Either way, I wouldn’t trade it.
thank you as always,
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