On a scale of 1 to heartless, I am not sure how I am rating on the whole “taking care of sick husband” scale. Anyone who knows me knows that if illness strikes, I run hard and fast the opposite direction. So when Adam reported chills and aches last night (and a whopping temperature of 99.3), I banned him to the spare room and the futon. He went to work as usual today, but came home with a 101.1 fever and even worse chills; so on the futon he lies — piled high with blankets and a thermometer by his side. He’s not one to complain, and he knows I worry. But I think that typing this blog from the spare room moves me a few notches away from heartless. Did I mention I give him tylenol and water? AND I’M BREATHING HIS AIR?!
We spent our holiday week rather quietly here nestled in our world of crocheted blankets, yellow-stained library books, surprise get-togethers, and just about anything to keep us out of the heat-wave that hit Michigan with 100degree temperatures. We traded fireworks for long afternoon naps. We traded pool-time for reading. But Internet, I must be honest: I couldn’t give up the hotdogs or watermelon. It would’ve been unAmerican.
God gave photographer Mindy Leigh and I a beautiful day Saturday – with thankful relief from the temperatures – to capture another wedding story. And today, like many of my summer days, are filled with reliving these fairy-tale memories. I love my job, and I find such solace with a camera in hand. Joan of Arc once said, “I am not afraid. I was born to do this.” As soon as I heard those words (read them from Pinterest), I immediately felt a soulful connection. And I knew.
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To further remind myself, I trekked over to Hobby Lobby (hobbly wobbly as Gram likes to say) and bought myself paint, brushes, and a canvas. Pictures of this to come. 🙂
Internet, where do you find your solace? YOUR soulful connection?