Another dollar, another toy.
She was spending as fast as she was earning. Her husband hated it. He knew she thought she was being careful, but the finances just didn’t add up every month like he wanted.
But she was kind. She was determined. She worked so hard and chased her dreams like everyone should. Hard. Unrelenting.
He never mentioned the money. It was hers to do with as she willed. He trusted her, knew that if circumstances should change, she’d adapt.
Mutual trust. Mutual respect. He didn’t have to agree with her choices to love her for making them.
© 2016 Heather Stephens