What? Thankful for a husband who makes you cry? Well, let me explain.
Have you ever been in some sort of situation that was really horrible? Like getting really, really bad news? And you hold it together like Superwoman. Really. Hold. It. Together. But then you come into contact with someone who loves you, like your mom, and you break down?
Yeah, that’s what I mean. I am a strong, strong, person. I don’t cry in movies. Or reading books. Or whatever. But if something goes really, really wrong, all it takes is for my husband to walk through the door and I’m a sobbing mess.
I’m not sure why we do this. Maybe it’s because when you’re with a person who loves you so much, so unconditionally, you feel safe to let go. Actually, I’m not all that interested in exploring and analyzing this. I just know that my husband is my soft place to fall. Take yesterday, for example. I was doing some projects and I cut my foot. Bad. I know I said I was strong, and I am, except when it comes to the possibility of going to the doctor…and shots…and maybe stitches. Then I revert to being seven. So there’s my foot bleeding all over the place and I kind of didn’t want to even look at the damage. But I decided that I’m an adult, so I looked. Yep…bad cut. I bandaged it up and hobbled around the rest of the day hurting. Hubby got home from work and said, “Let me see your foot. You might need stitches.” Me: “Hahahahah. No. Not happening.” Him: “Okay, but let me see how bad it is. And you need to put some Neosporin on it. Did you?” Me: “Uh no.”
So I painfully got the bandage off, showed the injury to hubby who said, “Yeah, I think it needs stitches.” (Which I ignored). Got the Neosporin applied, new bandage on, and walked back into the room. Then it occurred to me that MY FOOT HURT! And there was the slight possibility in the back of my mind that my foot just might fall off altogether. I said, “I think I’m going to cry.” To which my sweet husband replied, “Okay. Go ahead and cry if that will make you feel better. Come here.”
I know that there are a lot of people in this world who don’t have a soft place, either physically or emotionally. I am so, so blessed. So in this month of giving thanks, and being full of thanks, I am thankful for my husband…who makes me cry.
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