Marriage: Handle With Care
This week, I thought I became a widow.
My husband and father-in-law were outside, jacking up the shipping container holding almost all our worldly possessions, when I heard a tremendous crash.
I was in the midst of packing my closet, and I just stood there with a peasant top draped over my hands, frozen, knowing that within the next few minutes I would learn if either my husband or father-in-law had been under the numerous tons of weight when the container obliterated the cinder blocks beneath it….
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Melissa Crytzer Fry
Jolina – my heart was in my throat last week as I read this. Glad everything is ok and that you managed to pull a lesson from the experience. Hope life on the solar farm is going well!
jolina
It is, Melissa. I so love it here! Don’t even mind the cold…at least not yet! 😉
Sue W
Since it’s been over a month since you wrote the blog entry about the moving mishap, I am sure it has settled in perspective, but I thought I’d share a newlywed moving story from almost 44 years ago. Back from our honeymoon to the Apostle Islands (now that you are a Wisconsinite, you must visit there), my husband and I were moving our wedding gifts into our small new house we had built. I felt all was perfect, but then Russ dropped a small box. Inside was the set of crystal that my great aunt and uncle had given us for a wedding gift. This was not just any crystal’ this was their own crystal which she was passing on to me. They had been married over 50 years and I had felt so honored. I unwrapped each piece with trembling hands and anger at my new husband. How could he have been so careless? One piece had broken but only one. I placed each piece in our china cabinet still upset, but I got over my anger when I saw the sorrow in Russ’s eyes. We’ve used that crystal all our married life and when a loved one broke another piece just a few years ago, I knew it didn’t matter. What matters are the great memories of my great aunt and uncle and the influence they had on my life. I still treasure the dishes and I will pass them on someday, but I treasure all the loved ones in my life more, especially that handsome groom, now a wonderful grandfather of six. And welcome to Wisconsin.
jolina
Your story brought tears to my eyes, Sue. I always love hearing from those who’ve made it through the beginning years and are now in the golden ones. Blessings upon you and your precious marriage. Thank you for setting an example for the rest of us!