Last night, I awoke suddenly to my daughter standing over me as I lay on the couch. It then occurred to me just how uncomfortable the couch was and as I began coughing like crazy again, I fell into a bit of a pity party :( "Thirteen years of treasuring, loving, honoring, obeying,and supporting him and all I get is a lousy couch and check?!" There were some tears followed by more coughing and then I drifted back to sleep.
Later I awoke to my daughter's voice. "Mom? Mom? Mom?"
I jumped up and ran into her room to see her snuggled up to the dog I bought her for Christmas. Then she murmured one final "Mom?"
I whispered, "Mom's here and I'm not going anywhere."
Then my girl smiled and snuggled a little tighter.
The emotional impact of all of this is starting to sink in.
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