my wonderful husband
this weekend was a horrible one. saturday was the worst of the 2 days. without going into detail, more or less because i dont want to go there. i guess you could say a blast from the past occured. someone from the past is rearing their head. bringing back with them new details and unpleasant memories. i spent the afternoon and evening heading down a dark path. one i didnt want to be on. my poor hubby wasnt quite sure what to do to comfort me. although his presence is usually enough. finally around 10 p.m. he ordered me to get dressed (in a polite way). he was taking me out. normaly when we have dates we are home by 10. we are to old and tired to stay out til the wee hours of the morning. he took me to karioke night at our favorite hang out. and we talked. and then he sang Honeybee by Blake Sheton to me. (thats a country song. im sure its on youtube if ya wanna hear it). he pulled me out of my terrible mood, even made me smile and laugh. he reminded me that sometimes the past needs to stay in the past. especially when its a painful one. i agreed. so the past is dead and im appreciating my present and looking forward to the future with him, our children, grandchildren and all the members in my family that have always been there for me.
thank you my true love for loving and being there for me.
thank you my true love for loving and being there for me.