The Adventures of Super Woman

I remember standing at the altar of my home church, looking down the aisle as my bride to be prepared to walk down and join me. She said the look on my face made her think I was about to turn and run out the side door. In fact, I was just trying to hold myself together as I thought about the fact that after five years together, we were finally about to be wed. I was choked up, not choking.
This May will mark our 24th anniversary. We have had our ups and downs, and there have been times when the flame has gone down to little more than a spark. The love was always there, but all the "junk" of life conspired to pull us down and apart, and neither of us really seemed to know how to get back to where we once had been.
If nothing else, we had found a "routine". Now, routine can be a good word-it can help bring balance and order to every day life. But routine in a marriage sucks. That screams boredom to me, just existing together, not much more.
Boy, has the last year changed that!! Nothing has been routine. My wife had to take over everything-hard to help much from your near-death bed. She suddenly was in charge of paying all the bills, finding all the stuff I had stuck away for taxes, and much more. She took time off from work to be with me from morning to night at the hospital EVERY day. When her family leave finally ran out, she would go to work, come to the rehab at lunchtime to eat with me, go back to work, then come have dinner with me and visit into the night. Plus, she took care of our son, got him where he needed to be, and kept everyone across town and across the country up to date on my condition, through e-mail and Facebook.
Most of all, there is no doubt in my mind that my wife saved my life. It was her prodding and pushing that kept the doctors looking for something to do that would save me. I know that I am here because of a miracle of God and thousands of prayers. But rest assured, had she not been there and used her nursing knowledge to aid my care and to challenge decisions, I would not be here today.
Besides being alive to be with my family, the greatest blessing has been the restoration of our relationship. We are closer than we have been in years-the old "junk" has been pushed aside and disposed of. Almost losing the one you love sure helps clear the mind and reminds you of what is really important.
Today is her birthday. Thanks for all the cards. She would not let me throw her a party, she didn't want "all that fuss". We will celebrate later this week. I thank God for a good woman who has stood by me and stayed with me through thick and thin.
Have a great day!