My husband was in car wreck yesterday afternoon. He is fine. He was on the way to school to pick up the babies, and ironically I was on the phone with him. It was raining pretty bad, and he tried to switch lanes, in doing so lost control and started to fishtail across the road. He crashed into a tree sideways on the drivers side, and after seeing his truck I am still in shock that he was not hurt.
When I got to him, and saw his truck I lost it. It hit me the thought of loosing the man I love, the father of my babies, and the rock of our entire family.
Why do these things have to have to happen to make us realize whats important in life? Last night at dinner it hit me again. Todd was still at the office finishing some things up and on the phone with the insurance company. He is always home by 5 and we always eat dinner together the 4 of us. Well understandably he wasn’t home yet. I looked at both my babies, then I looked at the empty chair and thought I could have lost that man today. My babies could have lost the man that makes their world go around. I couldn’t hold back the tears at the thought of this.
Right now as I type this I can hear from downstairs the laughter of my kids as their daddy chases them around the house. I could not imagine never hearing these sounds again.
So today I am going to praise God for the safety he provided for my husband yesterday. I am going to hug and kiss, and tell that man just how much I love and adore him. You should too(not my husband silly) but the people you love. Life is too short not to.