“Thanks for taking such good care of us,” he said as he was walking out the door for another day of doing part of his care for us. And it meant a lot, because my pregnant self had woken up from a 7 hour sleep tired. Weird how that happens. My gusto-meter felt quite low. And his words weren’t some magical motivational burst, but they were affirming, and affirmation can go a long way sometimes.
So, to myself and to you, say the grateful words.