He
makes me feel so safe. So secure. I know he’s here to teach me to be a real
woman, to make me a better, stronger wife.
He makes me see where I can improve.
He has such a way about him. A
way with words, with touch, with direction.
He only raises his voice when I’m not listening, but I’ve gotten very
good at paying attention. I’m becoming
such a good student, I’m not sure what else he can show me. He seems to find new things, though. New things I didn’t even think about. I’m so thankful for his time and presence. I’m improving all of the time, but I don’t
want him to stop the instruction.

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