I normally fall asleep before him but on the nights I don’t I sit up and adore what a beautiful black man he is. My adoration is still as deep as when I first realized I adored him. I study his features and find my self comparing them to our sixteen month old. I then go into the “we really had a baby together” thoughts which takes me back to pre-baby/honeymoon phase memories. I smile. Wow. “Thank you, God,” I say aloud and I began to pray for the man I love, my family, my life, & God’s guidance. I pray for the strictest fidelity to my walk with God. I pray for the strongest fidelity being the best version of my self for the well-being of my family and my mental health. Amen.