Honor Your Husband #15,16.

So after resting again last night I awoke before alarm sounded.
There beside me he lay, peaceful resting his last few moments. As I awoke I must of been dreaming he was speaking to me and his voice in my sleep drew me to him. I am drawn to him,
like a thirsty soul to water, he refreshes me. It thrills me to hear him speak my name.
I arose and came in to make his lunch the thought of his day going well compels me , draws me into action, the thought of the look of pleasure on his face thrills me.
When he did come into the kitchen he stood there so handsome. He is so vital and wonderful toward me. Encouraging me to stay on top of my physical needs with this migraine, this is one of the worse I have had. he reminds me again of everything I need to do just for "me" to take care of myself. He knows that the needs of my charges can often just usurp my own. He reminded me to make use of my new camera and shows me how it works again. My new camera, he is so thrilled to give it to me. He was so excited when he got home from work and it had come in the mail. He spent a long time down loading and learning how it functions. He was so patient with me because my enthusiasm wained due to the nausea and weekend stamina. He was sweet and understanding and did not take offense.
He has left now for the day. I wish I could just hold him rest in his embrace, yet if I close my eyes I am there.