This weekend my husband and I spoke at a ladies retreat in Tennessee.
He strummed his guitar and sang praise and worship songs and I stood on stage and squeaked along with him and wished I would have brought a tamborine.
…..it was an amazing experience.
After the singing finished, my husband squeezed my hand and walked off the stage.
And then in front of an audience of some of the most incredible women I have ever met and a pair of twinkling brown eyes….
….I started to speak.