Being a caregiver takes an inordinate amount of time and being in a commission based profession is even worse. When a married couple is comprised of one of each it makes life... challenging. It certainly takes a strong marriage to accommodate that type of schedule. Fortunately, Joel and I do have that type of marriage. We have never been the type of couple who must spend every waking hour with each other. Or the type who participates in every activity together. We've never 'needed' to be attached at the hip. I am perfectly content to let him go on his road trips alone (or with the kids) and he is just as happy to let me peruse the antique stores of the world by myself. But over the last few years our schedules had become increasingly less flexible. Neither of us ever complained or was concerned about this because we were busy taking care of our family, thus the busyness. We had arranged our life so that our family was a priority but an unfortunate consequence of this was that we didn't have very much time for each other. We'd still make our inside jokes, and be the first person we'd like to talk to at the end of the day but there wasn't a lot of time for us to be a couple.
So far, the only upside that I can see about my grandmothers passing is that is allows me the free time to enjoy my husband again. Today was the first time, in a long time, that we have spent the day together and enjoyed just being with each other. After church we made the trek to Mt. Rubidoux for a hike. It was a perfect day. Cool, grey, green mountain, good company, Gianna's energy to keep us motivated. We spent three hours hiking and exploring the mountain. It was wonderful. Coming home we drove thru the historic district of Riverside and ended the day reading together, and having a wonderful dinner.
Time....one of the best gifts I've ever received.
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