Picture this—your prince is getting closer and closer on the horizon…but it doesn’t quite look like it’s a nice white horse he’s riding on but much rather…a donkey??
How does love thrive and survive if conditions aren’t ideal?
And what exactly does ‘ideal' mean to you and why?
And if he’s your one and only prince, does it even matter that he doesn’t have a sack of gold hanging off his saddle? ;)
Here’s a true story that contains a few true love stories rolled into one—stories of financial hardship and the rain of abundance that comes with a promise to commit to love <3
PS: Listening to the preview of this episode, hubby kept saying, "I don’t drool!!”:-D
You don’t, gorgeous hubby, and actually look like an angel when you sleep… sigh But even if you did, I would still be the luckiest schmuck on this earth.
Just saying <3
Hope you enjoy listening Steemians
Bianca :)
https://soundcloud.com/bianca-basak-dikturk/my-prince-is-on-a-donkey