Ode To My Color Blind Man

The Man tells me this morning, "we better get our stuff for Thanksgiving this week."

I started to laugh.  "You think?"

Thanksgiving is on Thursday and we've been invited to spend it with West's family at his aunt and uncle's house.

West realized what he said and laughed.  "I meant today.  We better get our Thanksgiving stuff today."

"We better get if before the weekend, that's for sure.  Friday won't do us any good."

I've been left feeling contemplative at the beginning of this week.  With a holiday that naturally makes you turn to thoughts of what you're grateful for it was already on my mind.  But after the weekend that I had, gratitude seems to be doubly felt by me today.  

Over the weekend I attended a funeral for the spouse of one of my colleagues.  She lost her husband to cancer and it left me feeling tender as I left her home on Saturday.   To compound that I also received knowledge that a life long family friend drowned in the Great Salt Lake in a boating accident late Saturday night, leaving behind his young wife, 4 year old daughter, and 11 month old son.  My co-worker's spouse was expected as it was evident that he was losing his battle with cancer, he was advanced in age and had lived a long life.  I didn't know him personally, but I see the effects that it's having on my friend.  The drowning broke my heart.  It was unexpected and he still had a full life ahead of him.

I felt raw yesterday as I thought of these two ladies whose husbands have passed on.  Expected or not, long life lived together, or a long life planned together, it's a loss that I'm sure I can't comprehend.  

Nor do I want to.

I feel it's almost cliche to say it but today, this week, and for the rest of my life, I am so thankful for my husband, The Man, West.  

He makes my dreams come true.  

We live life to its fullest.

He loves me unconditionally and leaves me no doubt that he does.

I know trust and security.

I have worth because he sees it in me.

Over the weekend, as we repainted and laid down a lot of the new wood flooring, we talked about how to decorate the TV Room.  The Man has an opinion on how he wants the house to look and so I don't have free reign in the decoration process.  Which I'm okay with, I'm glad we can work on it together and have our house turn into a home as a combination of both of our efforts to make it a beautiful, comfortable place.  

I asked The Man what accent color did he want to do in the TV Room?  I was thinking maybe coral or chartreuse?

So babe, just for you.

I found it.

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Just to be more precise, according to this, I was talking about green or orange.

Thank you for loving me.  I would be so lost without you.