I had an incredibly busy travel day today and returned home around 3:20, in time to start feeling my stomach churn. Not long after I found myself trying to lay down and sleep in an attempt to escape the pain and nausea. I wake up emotionally and physically fatigued, begging for relief. My sweetheart had picked up my son from rehearsal, fed the kids, and tells me to take a bath while he puts up the new shelves I brought home. I uncomfortably lay in the bath for less than 10 minutes before my stomach heaves up again, this time granting the release I badly needed.
My love heard me cry out and entered to the pitiful sight of my torso slumped over the toilet. He flushes the toilet and one hand smooth other my damp skin while the other grabs a towel to wipe my mouth. I'm crying. For the first time in a while I feel helpless. I slink back into the tub, he rolls up his pant legs.
He sits on the edge of the tub holding my body between his knees, stroking my hair through his fingers, his lips telling me everything is okay. In his arms, I know I am.
I'm so thankful for you Justin.
My love heard me cry out and entered to the pitiful sight of my torso slumped over the toilet. He flushes the toilet and one hand smooth other my damp skin while the other grabs a towel to wipe my mouth. I'm crying. For the first time in a while I feel helpless. I slink back into the tub, he rolls up his pant legs.
He sits on the edge of the tub holding my body between his knees, stroking my hair through his fingers, his lips telling me everything is okay. In his arms, I know I am.
I'm so thankful for you Justin.
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