It’s been more than a week since my husband’s accident.
He was playing around at the park with our family. There might have been a skateboard involved.
And there’s a chance I could have yelled “you’re going to break something” as he rode off. But it’s hard to be mad at a man who’s biggest crime is being an adventurous dad.
For the first time in 22 years of marriage, my husband is on complete bedrest until his leg is stable enough for the surgery that will hold his ankle together with plates and pins. And I’m his nurse.
Yesterday, I canceled our summer vacation since we were supposed to leave the day of his surgery.
I can’t think of a time when we needed to get away and slow down more and yet here were are grounded and slowed down more than any vacation would have ever allowed.
Life is weird.
I’m sure there will be countless lessons in all this stillness, but for now, I’m learning how much my husband does around the house and can’t do now that he’s got a leg propped up indefinitely.
Serving my man has been a good reminder of how much he serves me.
I realized there are a lot of things I don’t know how to do around the house–not because I don’t know how, but because he takes good care of me.
I’m also learning I’m not as patient or compassionate as I like to think I am.
Sometimes you just need to be knocked flat on your back to get a different perspective. It’s marriage from a whole new view. Perspective. It’s been known to save a couple or two.
Sometimes changing the way we look at things changes us.
I’ve had more time than usual to think about the way we see things…Like these amazing fair trade gifts for Father’s Day that I’ve tucked away for my hubby. I strongly believe Godly men are part of the solution to the oppression and sin against women in our world and giving our fathers and husbands, our dads and sons gifts made by survivors of trafficking is a new way to see the world.
So, things in my life are slow right now, different. I’m seeing things from a whole different perspective.
It’s love from a whole new view.