I know...I know...cigars are bad for you. But I love them. Not for me, personally. I have many vices, but nicotine and tobacco are not among them. (Sugar. Chocolate. Captain Morgan's rum...to name a few!)
But I absolutely positively adore sitting on my front porch steps with my beloved husband as he unwinds with a good cigar and we watch the moon rise. I love the chance to have a dedicated time to talk to him without interruptions, or the time to sit and be quiet together. I love how happy he is when we're relaxing together. I love hearing the tension from a long day of work melt away as we move from the general questions of our day to the deeper burdens of our hearts.
Thank you, Father, for cigars and starry nights.
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