“…(Hubby) is schlepping much more difficult paintings than those college days.
It’s paintings of anxiety, disappointment, and tears, of surgery drains, bandages, and scars, of medical tests, of waiting, of possible recurrence, of errands, of buying me cute things because I’d like them, of telling me I’m beautiful when I don’t quite fit the standard criteria anymore, of reassuring me. It’s paintings of not showing he’s scared or overworked or overtired or having health issues himself, all because he must take care of his wife who has cancer.
Sometimes, there are just too many paintings to schlep...”
“Two are better than one, Because they have a good reward for their labor. For if they fall, one will lift up his companion. But woe to him who is alone when he falls, For he has no one to help him up. Again, if two lie down together, they will keep warm; But how can one be warm alone? Though one may be overpowered by another, two can withstand him. And a threefold cord is not quickly broken.” Ecclesiastes 4: 9-12
