ItI skipped Blogtember yesterday because it was a prompt to write a short story. Now that I am out of high school and college and am not required to write made-up stories, I don't. I guess you could call me uncreative or lazy... I'm probably a little bit of both.
Onward to today's topic!
Define comfort to you...
It's this right here, folks. Zach is my comfort when I am sad, mad or feeling lonely. When I've had a bad day, I can come home and just lay in his arms and feel better. There is no other place that I feel more safe than in his arms. And I love that. He is everything and more than I dreamed about when I thought about my future husband, and I love knowing that even when I can be cranky and unlovable, he's there to hold and comfort me.
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