My Rusty Nail

Someone once told me that when you become a mother you cease to be the picture and instead become the frame.Wow, did that resonate with me!That is until I told my husband Rusty.He replied with “Well, at least you aren’t the nail holding up the whole thing up!That’s the dad’s job.”Well, that put things into perspective.

So here’s to you, my strong nail, thank you for supporting us all.

Thanks for giving them wings to fly,

and always being there to catch them, too.

Thanks for playing “Daddy” to my “Mama”.

Happy Father’s Day.

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