Judah went down for a nap and I was almost settled in to update my blog and shop but forgot my drink in the kitchen. I got up to go get it, the laptop charger was wrapped around my big toe, I tripped, fell to the floor almost twisting my ankle. The cord ended up snapping in half and the laptop died. I texted Scott "my bad day got worse".
Back at home, Scott took Judah out to give me a mini break, when he came home he knocked on the door and stood there with a single rose that said "I chose you". I smiled and my bad day was forgotten.
We may have our ups and downs in our marriage, but I am grateful that each day my husband decides to chose me. That I am the winner of his rose.