humbled (and grateful) for the small things

Him: …So we’ll be back in town Friday night late and then {son} has a hockey game Saturday morning. The kids will go back to their mom’s after the hockey game. What’s your schedule for next week?

Me: after giving the rundown of Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, …Thursday morning Sr. N will take me to the hospital in the morning. I should be out of recovery and heading toward the door around lunchtime. Then the boys are going to come from X’s house to stay with me Thursday night and Friday.

Him: So the boys will be there with you? You won’t be alone, right?

Me: No. I didn’t want to be coming out of general anesthesia alone again, so I had to ask X to switch nights with me.

Him: You shouldn’t be alone after this. They’re going to be there for you, to take care of you?

Me: Well, I was last time and I didn’t like it very much… getting all weepy and needing a few minutes to get it under control. During which time he just kept hugging me. Sorry. It’s just a lot of stress right now, and it’s stupid, I know, but I’m a little scared about the whole thing.

Him: It’s not stupid to be scared about this.

Him: Who will be with you Friday night?

Me: No one. The boys are going to X’s. I should be fine. [he's looking concerned] If I’m not, I’ll call someone else.

Him: Sr. N?

Me: No, someone closer. She lives [in a northern suburb] But I think I should be fine by Friday night.

Him: And who will be with you Saturday?

Me: Well, you’re coming over sometime in the afternoon, right?

Him: Yup. As soon as {son’s} hockey game is over. And I’m making chicken pot-pie for you for dinner. And then I’m staying all weekend, except for a couple of times I have to run out for {son’s} hockey game or to work.

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In a nutshell, One sentence hesaid to me… he probably doesn’t even remember it because it came out as such a natural statement that it maybe didn’t seem special to him…but it was hugely special to me.

He let me cry. He held me while I did. He didn’t tell me to stop. And he said I wasn’t stupid for feeling a little scared about the surgery.

Only my true and good friends do that for me.
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2 Responses to “humbled (and grateful) for the small things”

  1. churlitaNo Gravatar Says:

    Awesome. That is such a good sign. Hang in there through all of this. It’s great that he wants to take care of you. He should.


  2. evil-eNo Gravatar Says:

    sounds like he is there for you, that is something that can be hard to find.


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