Thanks so much to Kathryn for sharing her simple story today. And such a cute picture! (her blog is super cute too).
That’s the term my husband used.
I’m grateful now to share it in past tense: He called me that. For the first ten years of our marriage, he had every reason to.
The debit card in my hand was the stick and the endless desires in my heart, the knife. A few dollars here, a tiny something from the secondhand store there. I never spent too much on anything too big. Just small things. No harm done.