So often we take things and people for granted. When we have a bad day, it’s usually those closest to us that feel it most. There is a sense of security with those closest to us. Like we can say or act how ever and they will still love us, so does that really makes is okay to be an asshat? NO!!!
My biggest blessing is my family, more specifically, my husband. I’m pretty sure I’m the luckiest woman on the planet. He’s kind, funny, supportive and so much more. Is he perfect? Heck no… No one is, bit he’s perfect for me. Yeah sappy I know.
When we enter into a relationship, we have dreams for our future. Chronic illness typically isn’t part of that dream, unfortunately it sometimes happens. For those of us with chronic illness and supportive partners, we are beyond blessed. Many can’t handle the strain, disappointment and all the medical side effects, doctor visits, and unanswered questions.
My husband has always supported me financially, emotionally and physically. Now what I mean by physically is he picks up the slack around our home when I can’t. He works out of town. His schedule now is typically Monday to Friday and is home on weekends. It used to be 14 days away, 7 home and all different variations. Anyways when he is home he frequently tries to do things to ease my load when he’s away. Something as simple as laundry can be a week long chore for me.
Last night during our nightly call, I was telling him about the migraine I’ve been fighting (they have been increasing lately because of change in medications). I explained how I did little things like cleaned the half bath on the main floor. This man is so incredible, he praised me, saying it’s good I’m not over doing it, yet still trying to accomplish some tasks. Later in the night I scroll through Facebook and see others complain about how their spouses can’t even help with dishes or putting the kid’s to bed. It was at this moment I realized how blessed I really am.
My husband didn’t sign up to care for and support a medically disabled woman, but he’s killing it. He along with our family are my biggest blessing. On days when I can’t get out of bed and they all check on me, or make me a coffee, I know how lucky I really am. Every day we are all faced with different situations, it’s how we make the best out of them that makes our lives better. So take a look at the simple things that we commonly take for granted, count your blessings and try to live your best life.