https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pfahoLfrddU
And while it was filmed in 1969, it still speaks to me on so many levels.
I am so lucky to be an 8 cow wife. And I say that not because I want to boast or compare cows, but because I am so grateful.
I think often to my younger years as Muhauna the ugly: all the comments from peers, my parents, my brothers: "you're fat!" "Suck it in..." "You're not the kind of girl someone wants to date" "too bad you weren't born in the 1800s... You would've been super weathy based on your size!"
There were so many venomous comments that were made to me, that I started to believe all of these things. I believed that I was fat and ugly, and I was undateable.
Until I met Chris...
-He tells me how beautiful I am, every day: when I'm sick, when I chop my hair off, when I have no makeup on, it doesn't matter, I am still beautiful in his eyes.
-He puts my wants and needs first.
-He works hard for us to have a better life. He works anywhere from 10-18 hour days without extra compensation, driving ~70 miles round trip every day, works on the house whenever he is not at work, and still manages to have a smile on his face.
I never would have seen myself as an 8 (actually it's closer to 30-something) cow wife, but Chris makes sure I am.
How lucky I am.
