While driving home from school in a lot of pain, I found myself listing all of the negatives pain has created in my life. I can't go to all of my precious granddaughter's softball games. I haven't been able to pick her up since she was 3 (she is now 7), I can't sit in a car long enough to visit my daughter and son-in-law, I can't cook my awesome Brunswick Stew without help or doing it over several days. I have totally lost my taste for wine and Bushwhackers!
I finally got home and was a mess due to pain and pity! And my husband met me at the door, taking my Coke and a bag out of my hands. He then asked what I needed, if I wanted to lie down or sit down. He proudly showed me the Halloween candy he had bought, along with 2 gift bags of Halloween fun & sugar for our granddaughter and her best friend.
I didn't let him see my face when he showed me the windows he washed today. He then asked if I was going to want supper tonight, and when I said yes, he refused to tell me what he is cooking, as he wants to surprise me! Yesterday he pulled out the washer/dryer & fridge and cleaned behind them.
A couple very dear to us is coming to visit in a couple of weeks, and I can't even dust! He has taken a week's vacation to clean house and get ready for them.
So yes, I reminded myself, my life is awful in so many ways. But I have a husband of 33 years who is still making me fall a little more in love with him each day. Where I see myself as a useless and grumpy, whiny lump, he sees a chance to take care of me and show me his heart.
I've just been called to supper! Can't wait to see what he has waiting for me. But I know that I will walk in this time with a smile on my face and in my eyes instead of my "Pity Party" face I brought home to him 2 hours ago.