having a little love fest, just for a moment

I am having a hard time trying to figure out what to write about next. After the tragic turn of events that took place, with chance for more to follow because of another big storm, it feels so trivial writing about decorating our home, or cooking a meal made from scratch, or posting a nifty looking photo. I realize that “the show must go on” at some point, but I don’t feel quite ready yet. So today, instead of writing about something that is considered a material possession, I am going to write about my husband. (Who I know will be embarrassed by this, but he deserves to not only hear these things, but also see them in writing.)

My dear husband travels quite a bit for work, so our time together has been quite limited over the last few years, to say the least. There are times when he is home, but all too often we find ourselves with plans, or things to do, that continue to put our alone time on hold. There wasn’t much good that came out of the storm, but I will admit to loving the time we were able to spend together – six whole days! Not that anyone thinks differently, and I am certainly not writing this to prove anything to anyone, but my husband has embraced the role of protector and nurturer more than ever before. There was a point (okay, maybe a few points) during the storm when I was absolutely terrified, and he did everything in his power to console me and make me feel safe. I knew he was sweet before this storm, but sometimes certain events make you see things differently. Again, I wish the circumstances were much different in terms of our surroundings, but it was quite nice getting to spend full days with him. He never ceases to amaze me and continues to make me grateful for his love and support. It is an honor to be his wife.