For some reason lately I have been super emotional. I have also really taken a notice to people losing loved ones and how mothers are left without their husbands to raise their children. I mean I know this happens all the time, which is sad all in itself, but I have never let it all get to me like it has lately.
I read a story last week about a mother that buried her oldest child, he was 10, only days before Christmas. A month later her husband died of a massive heart attack, he was 40. This alone set me on a downward spiral of questioning why this would happen… how much does God think one person can honestly handle, and then the fear set in. I found things in her story so very simular to my own life. She was a photographer. She was a mother to three boys. Her husband had that salt and pepper hair like my husband…. and her husband… his name was Aaron. Mine is Aaron too.
The thought of living this life without him by my side physically makes me ill. The thought of losing him, or losing my kids sends me in panic mode and I can feel my heart race and the tears well up. I wish I could shake this… I need to shake this. I cannot live my life in fear.
So in the recent days and an reoccuring dream, I finally stopped and said ENOUGH! I evaulate all my feelings and emotions. I took some time and sorted it all out in my head, and it dawned on me….
I feel guilty!
If my husband were to leave Earth today I don’t think he would honestly know how I feel about him, or how much I appreciate everything he’s done for me, given me, and how proud of him I am. So here is my public letter to my husband….
Dear Aaron,
While I may not tell you nearly enough as I should, I want you to know that I love you more than I could ever love someone. I find myself loving you more each and every day. I adore you. I love your sense of humor and your ability to make me laugh even when I am at my boiling point. I appreciate everything you have ever given me, even the gold rose I keep hidden in my drawer. Ha Ha. I love that you know me so well that I don’t even have to finish what I am going to ask before you spurt off an answer. I love your intelligence and compassion. I love that you have always given me everything I want…. even when you hated it. I love that when you kiss me, you touch my face. Thank you for allowing me sleep in on sooooo many weekend mornings without quilting me when I come down finally. Thank you for cooking when I just don’t feel like it. Thank you for supporting me in so many ways. Thanks for being my rock when I have been at my lowest points and holding me when I have cried. Thank you for guiding our family and leading us in prayer. Your faith in the Lord inspires me to be a better person and be there with you, always. Thank you for having such high morals and values. You are leading great men and I am happy I have you to share this adventure with. Thank you for being my best friend. God blessed me greatly when he introduced you to me. I couldn’t imagine life without you! And I still stand by what I told you when we got married… where you lead… I will follow.
Your Loving Wife,
Stacy






