How you know you are VERY LUCKY
My head is spinning. It has been one hell of a week, and it’s only Thursday.
It began on Sunday, when we went to the memorial service for a fourteen year old girl who decided to kill herself. There is no known answer to the question, “Why?” The service was a nice as any service could possibly be, under these circumstances. As we approached the parents, to give our condolences, I was struck by the complete emptiness in their eyes. I guess I didn’t expect anything different, it was just haunting. Time for the healing to begin, I guess.
I started the new work week on Monday. I was finally getting some lunch when they informed me that my husband was on the phone. I went to the closest handset and picked up the connection. I instantly knew something was wrong. “Have you checked your phone?” I hadn’t. He then proceeded to tell me that a very dear friend of ours had sent a picture of her wedding ring and severed braid. You see, she had put this tiny braid in her hair on her wedding day, 30 years ago. The caption read, “Do you know what this is? My whole world just blew up.”
I instantly ran to get my phone. I had received the text too. I began to franticly call her, finally getting an answer. The short story is that her husband, of 30 years, had just informed her that he had been having an affair for 8 months, and was in love with this new woman. As you can imagine, she was completely devastated. I offered to go straight to her, but she was in a daze and not at home, so I waited and waited and finally went to sleep that night.
When I woke up early the next morning, I called her. All she would say is, “Please help me. I need you.” I threw a few things in a bag and drove the 3 hours to her house. She met me at the door, desperately wrapped around me and cried for at least 15 minutes. She finally let go and we went inside. Lots of time, tears, discussions, anger and sadness followed. He came and picked up all his clothes. She asked me to stay. I told her I was hers as long as she needed me.
This is normally a really strong lady, I had never seen her like that, scared and vulnerable. She will have an incredibly long road ahead of her. My heart aches for them both. Yes, I know he is a GIANT ASS for what he did, but I don’t think he has any idea what he just threw away.
So, I am finally on my way back home. I have plenty of time to think. All I can think about is how INCREDABLY LUCKY I am. I have a husband who loves and adores me, and will give me a good spanking whenever I need it. My son is graduating in a month with his first Bachelor degree, the second coming next spring, just before he heads to Medical School. My daughter is having an Awesome freshman year in high school, having already won a “Best Actress” award for a school production (well, she IS MY daughter, after all) and she goes to prom this Saturday with a really nice young man. We have a nice home, enough money to live comfortably and we are all in good health. And, I didn’t have to bury my 14 year old child, so, I can handle ANYTHING else that comes my way.
Life is Good!