Everytime I get really down on myself or feel really bad for messing something up my husband takes my hands and looks me in the eyes and says “Why do we fall?”
Nearly every time I’m so moved by it tears come to my eyes I can barely get out, “So we can learn to pick ourselves up.”
It’s nice to know he’s never given up on me when there’s been so many times when I’ve really wanted to give up on myself.
- This has been an Alan appreciation post. <3
Reblogged from Shychemist
