I’m sick of hurting for him – although, got to say, I hurt probably more and longer.
Yesterday, we had the snow tires removed and the courtesy driver gave us a lift. I put him in front and when time to get out, he couldn’t “work” the door handle. The driver leaned over, helped and made a bit of a comment.
On our return pick up, same driver. Got to the car dealership and I tried reaching for the handle from the back seat – couldn’t.
Mr. Hond* sarcastically commented that “you sure like trying to lock yourself in, don’t you?”
I felt badly for my man and what does he do? Thanks the guy twice for the courtesy rides. Guess I’ll put him in back with me next time – cause I really think I’d smack the driver across the back of his head if he got mouthy again.
And yes, I know, overly sensitive but I get so tired of people being unkind – maybe just plain tired.
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That might be the bittersweet part of this–that he thanks the driver and doesn’t remember the putdown. You are right–you hurt longer and more. Bless you. Just remember if you can those comments come out of their ignorance. Your patience for him requires so much, you’d think others would be more patient for the three minutes they deal with it. He’s such a good man. It’s okay to be tired. Wish I had something to say that could take it all away. Just accept a virtual hug from me, if you will. Love, Annette
When you are tired things hit harder…people don’t mean to be cruel they simply never think that there is more to it than what it may appear. You do a great job protecting and loving your man…
Ditto to what changes in the wind said. Your love for your man, the care and protection you have for him is so great. the one blessing is that he does not grasp when people say unkind remarks.