There' s nothing that makes you truly appreciate your partner's contribution to your life like an extended absence. I have complained that the instances I'm on my own is ALWAYS the time when everything hits the fan and I'm overwhelmed by the enormity of the task(s) at hand. The truth is that there aren't more challenges, but that those challenges are less divided. Everything from taking out the trash, to the laundry, to the bills, to loading and unloading the dishwasher, to cleaning up after sick cats, to maintenance issues, to help with schoolwork, to returning phone calls, to ..... well, that's the idea. Everything falls to one person and there's always a breaking point.

Today was mine.
There are always mantras: "Time always moves at the same pace" or "It could always be worse" or "Everything always works out, eventually." All are completely true. However, in the moment, at that breaking point, time is moving incredibly slowly, things feel pretty "bad, and "eventually" feels a long way off.
So, if I've had to learn a lesson from this, I've learned it. I'm lucky to be a very well-taken care of wife. I have my share of duties, but I always have somebody to fall back on when I come up short. Having that safety net yanked away makes me realize exactly how much I depend on it.
That leaves 5 weeks and counting...
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