Jenny, I need a hug

Isaiah40:8 The grass withers and the flowers fall, but the word of our God endures forever

Kootenai Falls

I was up early and quiet for a while to make sure I didn’t wake Mike. I skimmed the pool of floating debris, we’re having brush fires, so there’s a bit more than normal. After Mike was up, he laid on the sofa for a couple of hours to sleep, then he went downstairs to the family room to watch some tv. I fixed him lunch and took it to him. He was sitting with a flannel jacket on, and a down comforter over him! He told me he was cold!

After lunch, as I was cleaning the kitchen, Mike came upstairs to see what I was doing and he stood right in the middle of where I was working! I was about to get exasperated, when he touched my arm and ask, “will you hug me?” Oh! My! I stopped, put down the dishes in my hands and wrapped my arms around him and just stood there holding him. He also wrapped his arms around me and we stood there for at least a minute, maybe more. I didn’t move, I didn’t break contact, and he laid his head on my shoulder and sighed deeply. Eventually he raised his head and stepped away. He gave me a sweet grin, and said, “thank you! I didn’t realize just how much I needed that” he kissed me on the forehead and went back downstairs. ❤❤ After he left I continued to stand there, crying for him, for us, and knowing my time with him is short. Maybe not physically, but mentally he’s all but gone from me.

Now, tonight, he’s forgotten all about this afternoon, and he’s upset with me for trying to get him to go to bed by 10 pm. I cannot go to bed while he’s still up, and though I’ve told him this over and over, it just makes him upset. (sigh)

It’s 10:30 and he has the tv still on and is like a little kid refusing to go to bed! So I stay awake. I’m to tired to work on any projects, and so I will probably try to read until he gives in

Published by motherpooh

I am a Mom and a Grandma. I like photography, genealogy, scrapbooking, canning, and gardening

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