I left this man and this landscape for a single existence in a desperate desert.
I have responsibilities here and a firm hand on the children, though those capable arms are hard to do without.
We’ll have to call him Cowboy Captain Handsome Hubster, Ph.D. from now on. I think he even looks … happy. Don’t you think?
Unfortunately, cell service stinks there, so I can’t call him at all. A tragedy, really. I suppose I’ll just meditate on this image for a while.
3 thoughts on “And those arms!”
My heart hurts a little now. I'm such a sucker for
1. Great Daddy's.
2. Great Dadddy's that are HOT.
Hope Dr. Ballenger returns safely soon!
he does seem happy, there's a quiet bond with life that is secretly exuberant in people who have found peace ~ and no doubt a great love.
congrats again, you two are an inspiration.
Yep I miss my husband too.
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