leaving you and the kids, making every trip often feel duplicitous as I leave my first ministry to do ministry. I cannot lose you… I will always choose empty hands over an empty home. No trophy feels the same as my hand embracing the lower arch of your waist as I pull you close to hear what secrets heaven has given you to download into my soul.”
“I do love when the world was shutdown so I could focus only on you. I write this openly so the entire universe and every demon can understand I will never go back to the man I was when work was my mistress. Every flight, every hotel room, will forever have an empty space reserved for you my queen. Say the word, and you’ll be “flewed” out. You get it. You’re my vaccine.”