I've been blatantly putting off writing here, lately.
I love my blog and, most especially, love reading and commenting on what others in the blogosphere have to say and share.
I don't like to use my blog to whine or complain, gripe or moan.
Sometimes, though, the urge to do so overwhelms me...when that happens I tend to stay away from my blog. I just think that no one needs to hear me dump out my woes and indulge in a self-pity party. ;o)
However, I feel that a dose of honest sharing might be a good thing right now.
The Hubs is still in a lot of pain. There are days when he's completely unable to function. On those days, of which there are more than a few, I go between tears to a horribly potent mixture of despair, frustration and anger. Going through that much pain for as long as he has has begun taking a toll on the Hubs and I get very frustrated that it's not getting better any faster. It took the military docs far too long to diagnose this problem and now he's paying the price.
So there I stand, helpless to do anything to make it better or offer even the tiniest bit of relief.
He's such a good husband and father. I hate that this pain is making him feel like he's become less of one. It's so not true!
So, I'll pray.
I'll listen.
I'll comfort.
I'll encourage.
And, every now and then I'll share. Even if it's not pretty and happy.
Thanks for listening.
