Did I like that he was going to be a firefighter? No, not really. I did get flashes of my man turning all muscles and carrying me through doorways and such, but alas, reality was quite different. Yes he did get hotter, ladies, if you must know, but I was not blinded by his muscles. I had to make a decision. Was I going to be what he needed? Or wimp out and make up some excuse. Well, if you know me, I do not quit, ever. "Can't", is not in my vocabulary. With the help of some friends, family, and mostly books, I decided to do what was necessary. Change my attitude and my actions. They are the only thing I could control, so I tried my hardest to keep them in check.
The first years of a firefighters training and schooling is a huge time commitment. Plus if you are a volunteer, as our County is, you also have your full time job to keep up with. Literally they are working, studying, or on a call 19 hours a day. Nearly every day. For two years minimum. Well, my love language is Quality Time, so you can only imagine how empty my love tank was for those two years. We always tried to spend as much time together as we could, but they were a long two years.
In a short version, ladies, if you are going through this now, with your loved ones, my advice is you are going to have to suck it up. You are going to have to be independent with yourself and totally dependant on God, in my opinion. You may have to set an alarm for the middle of the night to catch your hubby. Maybe have to arrange that the are kids gone when he gets home to get a quality conversation out of him. You may even have to ask him about something you know he will never shut up about just so you can hear him talk. Otherwise he has to move on to the next project. Are you going to have to be creative? Yes. Are you going to be mad sometimes? Like a hornet... Yet, you are also going to be proud. Can you do it? Yes! Well, I could. Not on my own and definitely not in my own strength. Thankfully, now I have the best marriage. We have been married for almost ten years, though I feel like it has been ten weeks. I have never felt closer or safer. Worry hardly ever creeps up on me. If it does, I know exactly what to do, and it is gone in moments.
| My dragon slayer, Micah |
Well, CakeGirl wants to know, what did you say when your hubby asked you if he could do something crazy?