Also, as I look at her, I see myself. I look like her! I, too, have been tattered and torn over time. I don’t move as easily anymore, and I have wrinkles and a few broken parts. My face and body sag little, and extra pounds keep appearing out of thin air. None of this really matters because, like Big Bertha, I am actually a reflection of all things I love about her. I am filled with joy, peace, love, compassion, comfort, and conviction.
I will keep Big Bertha at my side and continue to glean from her. She is and will continue to be my best friend.
His Beloved Warrior Bride,