Our First "official" Valentine's Day
My husband is probably one of the greatest blessings of my life as of lately. Especially this morning when I lost my wedding ring.
Seriously, it was tragic. Here's the story: Last night, we had a ward party at a pool. I got in the water with my niece and swam with her. I didn't want to lose my ring in the pool, so I put my rings in my purse. This morning as I was getting ready to go to work, I couldn't find them.
I. Freaked. OUT.
I ran into our bedroom screaming and crying for JD to get up and help me look. Mind you, he was still sleeping. He remanied very calm and went through my purse while I was still in hysterics. He then sat me down, held my hands and said a wonderfully sweet prayer. Thanking Heavenly Father for me and asking for help to find the symbol of our great love for one another. After the prayer, I felt a little more peaceful. However, I was still just trying to pull myself together. So, my husband went outside to my truck. And, somehow, he found it.
You may or may not know this, but I have a tendency to "panic" pretty easily. It's something I try to deal with, but sometimes I just can't help myself. But my husband knows just want to do and what to say to keep me calm. He never panics, he never gets upset with me when I get anxious or worked up. He's truly my blessing in my life. When I get worried or upset or scared, he always comforts me. I'm truly a lucky woman to have him in my life.
The end. Also, I probably need to finish my filing before blogging at work...bleh, oh well.