I enjoy my Saturday mornings with my family. I enjoy having the luxury to have a family. I enjoy the blessing God has given me with the love of my family.
I am truly blessed with such a loving, charismatic husband and the most, absolute precious little boy who has the same charisma as his father. There are days when it truly is tough.. tough to be a good mother, tough to be a good wife, tough to be the person I know I should be, but I have to step back and look at the big picture; the two blessings in front of me. The love I have for these two is indescribable. They are the ones that keep me together when I feel like I’m falling apart.
When thinking of the future, I’m genuinely scared. Not scared for me, not scared for my husband, but scared for my innocent Rhett. This world we live in is full of such hate and violence and I wish I could just protect him forever and shield him from the contamination our world puts out. But for now, I’ll just gaze across this breakfast table and enjoy little moments like these, I know they won’t last forever.
Samuel 1:27•• For this child I prayed; and the Lord hath given me my petition which I asked of him.
We Are The Marshall’s