I talked to him about where things are currently standing with my dad and some of the decisions that we are all making together. I was stressed, worried and concerned. But in that moment of panic, my husband said the magic word.
I didn't feel so alone in that moment. He was on my side, supporting me and understanding my point of view. To be a part of a "we" with him is the greatest thing to ever happen to me.
Decorating our tree tonight. Christmas makes my house happier. Much needed!
That is when my husband said "I'll do it" and I shot him the craziest look. "What? It's not a big deal." He got up, walked over, grabbed the bottle and went into the bathroom to take care of the problem.
My husband dumped out my dad's urine.
This new reality is not easy. Life is different in every way. But my husband is doing everything he can to be the support that I need at home and for that, I want to yell from the rooftop (or from this blog) that I love him so very, very, very much. He is my angel. He is my peace. He is my happiness. He is my "we."