Today, I had a very serious moment of clarity. While The Man was home alone, he was trying to put the lawn mower on the back of the truck for my dad to borrow. As he almost reached the top of the ramps into the truck, the ramps snapped, and The Man fell backwards flat on his back with the lawn mower on top of him. Did I mention he was home alone? So that you can have a really vivid (look I suffered, thought I would share) picture of what landed on him, I have added a pic. for your viewing terror.
Feel free to gasp!! I did.
So after it became very, very clear to me that I could have lost my husband, my love, my friend, my protector, and my leader, I thanked the Lord above profusely for protecting my Moon Hangin' Man. Then, the world shifted, the clouds rolled back and I came to the conclusion, that whatever I feel or we need to work through, really, REALLY pales in comparison to the mere thought of NOT having him to love and cherish. He is sore, very sore, but nothing in broken and I did beg him to promise me he would never do anything like that again while home alone. He didn't give me a hard time, or make light of my fears... He completely agreed for my sake as well as his..