Last week, I just couldn’t bring myself to post anything on this subject. It was extremely hard to find anything positive worth writing about. Don’t get me wrong. I found the smallest of positives. The sun came up every day with me on this side of the ground. Beautiful weather came back. I have the love of my family and friends. I just couldn’t find anything worthy of writing about.
I posted that in my Facebook group, and then I had several people open my eyes. I helped another caregiver friend, again, with her own issues she’s going through. I guess because it’s in my nature, I just don’t see it as a big thing to celebrate. And out of all the frustrating things that happened over last week, another lady kindly reminded me that I didn’t beat someone upside the head or ended up in the back of the hall closet whimpering. Definitely a win.
So there’s last week’s celebration. On to this weeks!
It started off pretty disastrous really, with TheHubs’ admitting to me that he gets a severe anxiety attack just going to check the mail. I wrote about it this week. It helped me get through it. That, and the fact that I finally managed to get him to see my therapist. So that’s a good thing. Now, I hope he likes him and will want to help himself through this. I know the pain will never go away but his attitude about it may change, eventually. If he will help himself. And this is the first step to that process.
This therapy session MUST be working, though, because I woke up on Wednesday morning to find him working on his book again. He hasn’t done that in over a year. I was giddy but didn’t show it because I didn’t want to jinx it.
And to top it all off, he asked me to take a few days off during TheBoy’s Spring break next week so we could do something. I asked what. He just shrugged. So I’ve been planning a day trip, since that’s all that TheHubs’ can muster, really. Maybe an overnight trip. I think I’ve got it pretty much figured out. We travel 3.5 hours to the Florida Caverns and spend the day there. If we stay overnight, then the next day we could go to Shell Island in Panama City. It’s on the Gulf Coast and I’ve never been there yet. So it will be an all new experience for all of us. I’d love to go back to The Keys, but that’s more of a long weekend thing. Maybe next time. I’m a bit excited. And nervous. And worried he won’t enjoy himself because of the pain. But we’re going to try. And try is better than not.
Wish us luck!
Thank you to our lovely host, Lexa Cain for taking over and continuing the Celebrate the Small Things blog hop. I would also like to thank her co-hosts, L.G. Keltner @ Writing Off The Edge and Katie @ TheCyborgMom – without them, I’m sure this would be a daunting task!
To be part of this blog hop, all you have to do is put your name on the linky list on Lexa’s Blog, and then post every Friday about something you’re grateful for that week. It can be about writing or family or school or general life. This is the funnest and easiest blog hop ever! (Originated by VikLit)