The month of August passed with few blog updates. There's a reason. Husband was home. After years of owning our own business, the doors to Go Fish on the Marietta Square closed in late July. While the sunshine store often made me smile, I haven't missed the grind one bit. We didn't go on a big trip or scale a high mountain this last month. But we lived normal, together, in a way we haven't in years.
Here's what I enjoyed most:
1) On Don's first free Saturday, we strolled through Target together. Hand in hand. Seriously. We even sat on the big red ball outside the store just to soak in the moment.
2) We hosted Penny (our nineteen month old granddaughter) for a night and even took her to church. When she cried, Don laid on the floor next to the pack n play and comforted her till she fell back asleep. No hurry. No worries. Just baby fun.
3) We drove to Don's family farm and cooked several meals for the folks down there. Don even stayed four nights instead of his traditional hurry down and back in between Saturday night and Monday morning open store hours. Fields of cotton. Wide open land. And Brave's baseball, baby.
4) Don hung new pictures and fixtures, fixed an upstairs closet door, scrubbed, caulked, and painted half of our outside home, put in a new microwave, and straightened the downstairs so he now has a man cave to enjoy. Relishing home. A simple pleasure.
5) We cooked a meal for friends last weekend and sat around their table sharing farm stories. When Don told a childhood story about running to the chicken house in his underwear when the dog howled at night, the teenage girls giggled in the girly way I miss when only boys eat around my table. Their laughter meant even more knowing their mom is battling stage four cancer. The rich sound still lingers.
6) And how can I forget Labor Day Weekend? Not only did we spend each day together (something that hasn't occurred on a holiday weekend in years) but we bought a wedding suit for Sam's upcoming nuptials. One of the things I missed most as a widowed mom was having a spouse with me during life's big "kid growing" moments. As a result, I battled my share of anger when our store kept Don from being with me on many parenting occasions after we married.
But he was there on Labor Day - the day we all gathered and bought a suit not only for Sam but for Nathan and his groomsmen cousins as well. And it tasted as sweet and refreshing as a cup of coolest lemonade on a hot, humid, southern day.
Don started a new job today. But we had August. Just being together. Cooking. Cleaning. Shopping. Reading. And enjoying the company of God's chosen companion.
Together time. We relished sweet together time.
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