I'm so thankful for my husband-for many reasons, but I'll only write one reason now. On Friday, I had to work. When I came home, the kitchen was cleaner than I left it. Drew knew that I've been trying to keep the kitchen clean. When it's dirty, I feel like everything is in pieces. After Charis went to bed, he made sure all the dishes were finished and that food was on the table when I arrived home. I'm blessed.