I’ll never forget that morning. August 24, 2014 it was just after 3 am. My phone rang. The phone that was normally powered off when I hit the sack.
If either of us were to leave our phone on over night it would be my husband. His grandparents are older and he worries that someone may call and not get him. But this night he powered off. I somehow didn’t.
Maybe it was divine intervention that things happened that way.
I looked at the phone and answered it, and she said “baby where’s your husband?” Half sleep I handed over the phone.From that day I learned just what my vows meant. Click To Tweet
It was his mother and even though I rolled over I remained slightly awake. With my back turned I felt his body go limp and he let out a loud but muffled grunt.
I knew it wasn’t good.
He remained composed and said “ok, ok here I come ” and hung up.
As he fell into my arms that were now waiting open sitting next to him, he cried. I’d only seen that less than a hand full of times in my 21 years of knowing him.
From that day I learned just what my vows meant.
On this day, and every day since he has needed me; truly needed me…..
This post is a reflection of how I chose and continue to choose to find joy even in the middle of a mess as part of the Joy In The Mess series found on Messy Milestones. You can continue reading here.
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