My childhood friend Laura lost her husband Monday morning. My friend Dianna and I went to the visitation together last night. I am still in shock. They had had a very busy weekend, were ready to start their busy week, and suddenly, he was gone. Their world will never be the same. They have 3 young children. There are no words to cover the sorrow I feel for them.
My husband is a wonderful man. He is hardworking, honorable, funny and so loving. But he drives me crazy! He is ornery, he speaks before he thinks, and he tracks mud onto my mopped floors every. single. time!! But what would I do without him?
I can't imagine what my friend has in store for her. She is a strong woman of faith. She is already leaning on God, trusting Him to carry her and the kids through this time. I must be mindful to check in on her in a few weeks, a month, a couple months. The sad thing about loss is that everyone around you moves on, and you are still grieving and trying to figure out what life will look like now. She needs her friends and family now, but she will continue to need them in the many months to come.
Kelly and I have been together for 20 years in June. We were married at 19 and 20. I have been a Quinn almost as long as I was a Craker. We have six beautiful children...when Cadie was being born, Kelly looked at me and said, "How did we get here? We are about to have a sixth child!" I laughed and said we were still 21 in my mind. He rolled his eyes and said his back hurt too badly to be 21. Age is a state of mind, but his body reminds him he's getting old.
I love this man with all my heart. God sent Him into my life exactly when I needed him. He was exactly what I'd prayed for, and he is exactly what I need in my life partner today. He knows how to push my buttons, but he also knows how to make me smile in any situation. I'm not saying I won't still gripe about the muddy boot prints...but how thankful am I that they are there.