some days are tougher than others. some days my anxiety peaks at 5 am and starts my body twitching and wandering and awake, going in a panicked state from one thing to the next, no reason or rhyme, just manic and up and down in bed turning over constantly, making the bed a mess and making my mind even messier.

until he awoke.

I tell him all my fears and he says "come lay here" in his arms, and I go with the flow because I know I am in good arms and good hands. all my worries,,  all my fears, in a second are gone, and I'm thankful and I feel calm.

I know how lucky I am.

I do, and I'm thankful and supportive and all about my man.

he's the greatest guy I ever met.

he's my daddy, he's my man.