There's nothing in the world like your husband holding you while you cry like a baby and telling you that everything will be alright.
There's such comfort in his words, such strength in his arms.
Being with him makes you feel stronger yourself, more confident.
Even if you feel like a child when he's holding you, there's nothing wrong with that.
He allows you to cry, to grow, to change, and loves you all the more for your tears.
You epitomize femininity to him.
You allow him to see your weakness, and even that weakness is a strength.
You feel like a child, but when your emotions are wrung out, he dries your tears and you return to being a woman, having grown through the experience.
There is nothing more feminine and womanly than being allowed emotion.
There is nothing wrong with being held, and nothing wrong with needing it, too.
There's such comfort in his words, such strength in his arms.
Being with him makes you feel stronger yourself, more confident.
Even if you feel like a child when he's holding you, there's nothing wrong with that.
He allows you to cry, to grow, to change, and loves you all the more for your tears.
You epitomize femininity to him.
You allow him to see your weakness, and even that weakness is a strength.
You feel like a child, but when your emotions are wrung out, he dries your tears and you return to being a woman, having grown through the experience.
There is nothing more feminine and womanly than being allowed emotion.
There is nothing wrong with being held, and nothing wrong with needing it, too.
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