So Ryan left for Colorado last Monday to start the journey into this next chapter of our lives. It killed me, I was a moping wreck for several days, and even now a week and half later I still am part of the days.
Physically I have no husband by my side. He has gone to make the way for me.
So last Monday with tears streaming down my face, I prayed to God to help me get thru it and said to him" Okay God, you are my husband for now."
Sure enough, faithful as always he is there, at every turn, taking care of me.
He has been my comfort when I couldn't sleep(with the exception of last night), and even done husabandly duties around the house from providing help when the hot water heater stopped working, to the trash cans.. Yes even the trash cans.
The trash cans are normally Ryan's job, he rolls them down every Thursday night, so when Friday comes they are ready for the weekly city pickup. Well yesterday was Friday, and I was in a hurry like all mornings with my teenager to get him to school.
I opened my garage and they were already rolled down the drive way.I ask my son if he did it, and no he didn't.
I called Ryan to ask if he had someone do it, No.. God had it done...
It just brought tears to my eyes to see that even something so small as getting the trash cans rolled down was done for me. Then when I arrive home the trash cans were rolled back up the driveway when I pulled in. I just couldn't believe it.. He took care of it all for me.
Everyday I am learning to rely on, and love him just a little more. Seeing that he is faithful and will take care of me.
