Each month, each of our children has a special day on the day corresponding to their birthday. For example, on the 14th of each month Andrean has her special day. On that day, she gets to take a bath in our big whirlpool tub, choose the dessert for that evening and pretty much get anything she wants from us.

Now Tara deserves a special day pretty much every day. And she needs it. So with the energy that I can muster each night, I try to provide that for her. Sometimes it involves a foot rub. Sometimes a special dessert. Sometimes just the chance to chill while I get the kids to bed. When I get tired and want to quit (pretty much each night), I think about my dad. He always modeled a servant-like love for my mother and I am so thankful for that. Even still, he obnoxiously loves and serves her like she is the most special person on this planet. He is selfless and sacrificing. Those are big shoes to fill.

Tara is improving every day. This week she is enjoying time with the kids (on spring break) and my sister from New Mexico. Each day she gains energy, although slower than she wishes. Even as I write she needs to feel special. So in the spirit of my father, I must go and tend to my wife.