Instead when I open my eyes to the reality we’re in, I’m sitting in my living room, hooked up to an oxygen machine, trying to ignore the pain and watching Julie & Julia while David attempts to figure out how to assemble his lunch before I need another Oxycodone. Not exactly the way I pictured September 2, 2012 going.
But, I suppose it’s much better than the way September 2nd 2012 could have gone. My tube could have decided to rupture 4 days later than it did. We could have been hiking in the mountains, miles from civilization when it happened. I could have died in the wilderness, literally. And so for that reason, I am very grateful that I’m not in Montana right now. God was really watching out for me when everything happened when it did. We even managed to get all our hotel money refunded back to us, what a blessing as we await hospital bills.
So although we’re not going to be dining lakeside tonight and we don’t have 8 days of beauty and adventure that await us, we’re still celebrating. We might even get a little fancy and get a pizza delivered tonight. 😉
The past 6 years have given me so much to be grateful for. I couldn’t ask for a better husband. David is the most caring, loving and supportive man a girl could ever want. He tells me I’m beautiful every day, he works hard to help support us, he prays for me, he accepts me as I am and he is everything I could ever ask for in a husband. We have a beautiful marriage, something truly special. Six year ago, I never could have guessed how happy we would be together today. God has blessed us so much!
Happy 6th Anniversary David! I love you with all my heart. Muah! 😉