Love now

I’m reading The Living End by Lisa Samson.

A story of love lost because of death. It’s making me think of what life would be like without my own husband. I’d have to learn how to pay the bills, take care of the car, the house, lots of other things I have no clue how to do because Doc does it all. The check book, investments. Not a clue.

He’s a great dad. I could never replace that. I could hire an accountant, auto mechanic, and make do, muddle through. Survive. But never could I replace a father. I suppose I technically could by remarriage, but it’s still not the beloved one. That’s not Daddy. He’s sitting on the sofa with the four of them now, watching Shrek 2, his legs the only ones to reach the coffee table.

He made me dinner tonight. Doc went to the grocery store for me on his way home for bread, milk and lettuce and came home with a surprise secret dinner. No peeking allowed. Shrimp. Flavorful rice on the side. His own creation.

He needs to go for milk and bread more often, don’t you think?

I like novels that make me think of my own life, make me wonder how I would handle the crisis in the book, move me to emotions deep down. Normally you don’t think of your husband dead when you’re eating dinner, unless he is sick. Doc isn’t.

I pray Doc and I grow to withered old folk together with more than our share of grandbabies that come to visit us at our lakeside cabin.
I’m only halfway done, yet I already know the message I’m taking from The Living End. Love now. Love fully. You never know when your lifetime love will be gone.

Love now. Live now. Tell him now.