Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Twenty-Five - She's the wind beneath my wings

Don't you know that you're my hero?

Okay, I don't want to sound trite or anything, but my Robin recently pulled me up out of a deep funk by saying all the right things to get me back on track. My mood had been somber for a few days, and I was bottling it all in, and all of a sudden I let it out a little to her, after trying to be the strong silent type (read: silently suffering). Well, she helped me turn it around just by having faith in me and expressing it just so. And it made all the difference. Baby, you are the air in my sails!

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