In just 2 days
I will have back surgery...and my hubby and I will celebrate our 50th
anniversary.
Like all
couples we have had our ups and downs.
We have had
years when he leaned on me and years when I leaned on him...good years and bad
years 'in sickness and in health' years just like it said in our vows.
This year
has been long and difficult and he has been my rock.
He has not
complained while we put our normal life on hold as we navigated the medical
system to find out what was wrong and how to fix it.
He has not
complained about taking care of me while doing all his chores plus the ones I
normally do.
He did not
complain on the days when I was cranky or depressed or the days I ranted, cried
and screamed......sometimes going from one to the next in rapid succession.
He did not
complain as he held me on the days when the pain was so bad all I could think
about was how to get from one moment to the next.
He has been
there for me through the long sleepless nights and has never expected me to
pretend to feel good, when I needed all my strength just to breathe, just to keep
him from worrying or make him feel better.
Although we
can see the light at the end of the tunnel I know getting back to normal is going
to be a slow process while I get my strength back from being inactive for over
6 months...but I also know he will be there for me through that too because he
has been there for me for the past 50 years...just like I have been there for
him when he needed me.
and AT THE
END OF THE DAY...isn't that what marriage is?
