Living with an Angel
In a recent post I talked about a recent serious health issue that I had and how people that I didn’t even know made my life easier while I was in their hospital, the University of Virginia Medical Center.
Today, I’d like to write about the most important person in my life, my wife Sandy. We have been married for 37 years and have a wonderful daughter who we’re both exceedingly proud of.
I stopped working at my business about two years ago and started to write on a daily basis. Sandy continued to work in her career as an elementary school teacher here in Virginia.
When I came home from the hospital she took on the double-duty of teaching and caring for me during my recovery. She helped changed my medication bag every several. She flushed out my PICC line everyday. She helped me to wash myself and dress on a daily basis. And she hasn’t complained once.
She took on the complete load of driving for several weeks and all of the shopping, a chore that we both had shared throughout our entire marriage.
And most importantly, she helped me through a really rough time in my life. There were days when I wondered if I would ever recover. Was I on the down ramp to the end of my life at 66? My Angel made sure that I started to not only physically recover but also mentally recover.
I couldn’t have made it this far without her help and love. I sometimes forget to say “I love you” often enough in the everyday back and forth of life but here’s one time when I won’t. I love you more than life Sandy, my Angel.