Indeed, Kenzie was right. Not once throughout that 90 minute fun discussion on faith and finances did her dyslexic mouth show up. But, tonight, it was back again. I had to make a check-cashing trip to the bank. What does she say when she reminds me of that? "Don't forget your cash-checking trip, honey." We both lost it in laughter before she had finished that sentence.
Just like any couple, we have our moments. But overall things are only getting better for us, the humor included. Our Fibromyalgia fight, which we share on a daily basis, has become not only another place of mutual understanding, and knowing what each other is going through, but also a source of humor all its own in our relationship, not to mention a wonderful ally in our fight to keep our minds strong against the Fibro fog. And her dyslexic mouth only makes it all that much more fun for both of us.
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