I’m overwhelmed and should probably make a list (I don’t make lists)  about all of the things he won’t be doing around the house.  I have to pick up the slack.  This is not a woe is me I’m going to be so overburdened.  This is a gratitude feeling deep down inside.  I’m thankful that he is the get things done half of our relationship and I’m going to have to step up my game.  i came home one night and thought I could smell the kitchen trash so I pulled it out, carried it to the trash can and replaced the bag in the receptacle.  Now this really isn’t a big deal but I haven’t given it a moments thought in many years.  He just takes care of it.  There won’t be any….hey, I’ve got an idea….let’s move that 500 pound plant to another spot so that I will see that I don’t like it there and move it back.

Oh..trust me…I will wait on him hand and foot and try to think of his needs before he realizes he needs them.  But, I also have to remember how I felt last June after surgery.  I didn’t want to be a victim, I wasn’t an invalid and didn’t want to be a burden on him.  I know how this feels…

But, this was a life threatening event….I had that bubbling fear that I would lose him….so whatever it takes is my goal….get him home and keep him healthy!

Until next time…..