I’m really excited to begin Blogging from A to Z in April with my all-time favorite topic: my hubster, Atticus.
We are middle-aged newlyweds with ten children. He’s my best friend, confidante, sounding board, personal cheerleader, and mood stabilizer. He’s a great teacher. I’ve always been a good student, but as I age my memory isn’t as wonderful as it once was, so lessons in patience and trusting in God are sometimes often repeated until I can master them. Did I mention that Atticus has the patience of a saint?
Friends and family know that my Atticus is extremely ill. He’s been sickly since I met him several years ago, but he’s at a point where he needs daily medical intervention to sustain him. It’s scary. There’s a lot of fear that keeps trying to creep up on me and take possession of my thoughts. I beat it back the best I can. Somedays it’s not easy.
Thankfully, he is home from the hospital with a visiting nurse and I’ve learned how to care for him and hook him up to his life-saving machine. I plug him in at night and unplug him in the morning. Every time I do this I pray for him and will every ounce of strength I have into his tired and battered body. Last week I was thanking God for another easter with him — our first one as husband and wife. I asked Him for many more. Then I focused on Atticus and kept thinking, “Be here next Easter.” I broke down and sobbed and he held me, not knowing what was wrong, but loving me through that raw pain. This is why I love him so — he’s always there for me. His arms are always open wide, his heart is gentle and loving, his ears ready to listen, his mind ready to help me sort things out.
I’m thankful for every day with this wonderful man. I truly never imagined that love and marriage could be so warm and wonderful and bring such joy.
Thank you, Atticus, for bringing light into my darkness.
I love you.