My Man works hard. And that’s what I’m grateful for today.
He not only works hard physically, but he’s willing to work hard mentally. He’s continuing his college classes this summer, like always. This week has been especially taxing (though he probably would not describe it as such). But he had three tests. Three tests in one week of summer school in which everything is crammed into a shorter semester…’tisn’t fun. ‘Tisn’t fun a-tall.
So, all day long when he isn’t saving the city as a firefighter – all day long he’s been studying. And studying and books and school – he’s good at it, and he’s smart, but that just isn’t his thing. But he does it, and I’m grateful and thankful and proud.