Life seems to have it’s own way with us at times. Things can be going just fine, you make plans, you look forward to them and then the rug gets pulled out from under you. For instance this week, Meg and I cleared one our biggest hurdles* for the wedding. Things have been going very well. We planned to sit and address invitations together today.
However, life decided that we shouldn’t do that, for when I went to bed last night (after an incredible dinner Meg cooked for us.) I didn’t feel quite right. A couple of hours later, I was extremely nauseous and clammy. I won’t go into details, but neither Meg or I got much sleep and I spent most of today on the day bed (as Meg worked diligently.) About the time I was starting to perk up, Meg started feeling a little under the weather. After the work she did today without me, I tried to pick up a little where she left off. I don’t think I managed as much as she did. We did manage to get out and pick up some dinner, but now neither of us feels like doing much of anything but relaxing in front of the TV and enjoying each others company, in what little time is left in the weekend.
So it’s another hurdle to overcome, but like the previous ones we’ve overcome (by wits, by faith, or sometimes by force) we will prevail together. I’m especially mindful of this fact as we approach the holiday season, with all it’s potential drama and pitfalls. We will hold tight and jump each hurdle together.
*ask me if you need more info.