The Burned Bread - Actually, I can't blog about the things that grieved me this week. I don't want to trivialize those things by thinking up some petty annoyances so I have something to blog about, so let's just say there are things that are weighing heavily on my heart, and leave it at that.
The Fragrant Bread - My husband. He's a wonderful man. In my role as a stay-at-home-mom, he has never once made me feel like I have an insignificant job or that I sit around eating bonbons all day long. Also, he has never begrudged me any new interest or hobby I take a fancy to. He loves me and supports me. When I told him yesterday of a new direction I want to take with my life, he just smiled at me like he knew it all along and was waiting for me to catch up. It's actually something that fills me with equal parts excitement and fear, but he was all confidence and certainty. I'm blessed to have him as my husband.