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Trials and Tribulations

I don’t write about my husband much. He is a man who values his privacy. He is also the best man I know. Last week he took the day off work, went for a motorcycle ride, and a deer jumped in front of him. The man who witnessed the accident said my husband didn’t even have time to swerve. I got the phone call I have always dreaded.

He is going to be okay. He spent several days in intensive care, several more days in a regular room, and is now home. He has a months-long recovery in front of him but he will recover. It could have been so much worse. It almost was so much worse.

It is our anniversary in a week and a half. It won’t be the celebration we were planning.  There are not going to be any romantic weekends away. However, we will have what I want the most–each other.

I started this post thinking I had so much to say but I really don’t. That is it. He is going to be okay. I am sure we will have other trials and tribulations in the future because life is full of them. However, we have friends, family, and a congregation that will always support us. They have proven it in the last few days by their phone calls, meals, texts, visits, and willingness to be at the hospital at a moment’s notice. The trials and tribulations are there but so are the blessings.

It has been a bad week. It has been a scary week. But I still have my husband, my kids still have their dad, and everything is going to be all right.

A blog by a book lover, tea drinker, and over-analyzer of life.

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