Workaholic

I feel in love with my husband when we were working together. I adore that he is the hardest worker I have ever known. I grew up with a parent that valued hard work. My dad taught me if someone was paying you to do something, and you weren't working as hard as you could, you were stealing. A thief, in my house of origin, was worse then a murderer. I have always worked at everything I do, as for the Lord, and not for man. This has kept me going as a mom and a wife.

This week my husband took on overtime, a lot of overtime. I know I should be thankful that he works for a place that still has overtime to give freely. I know I should be thankful that he wants to work the overtime to catch up on some Christmas expenses. I know I should be thankful, but my bitter heart is not. I want my husband home with me. I want to hear his voice, to see his face. I don't want to worry about him, that he is going to get hurt, because he is at work tired. I am praying for a changed heart. God is slow at answering my prayers sometimes. This is so true when he requires me to act first.

My husband has sworn to not take so much overtime again. I have sworn to be kinder, more understanding, and a better wife during these times. I have to remind myself that one thing I feel in love with was his work ethic. I thank God for a loving, working husband, even when he's working overtime.

Black Dress

I grew up celebrating New Year's Eve at home, with my family. We ate way to much junk food, and watched the ball drop. It was always special because we got to stay up late. Years later, I babysat every New Year's Eve. After I met my husband, we always found ourselves with friends and family on New Year's Eve, at someone's home.

However, I always dreamed of going to a formal New Year's Eve affair. Is there anyone else who wants to put on their black dress and dance the night away? While we are dreaming, let's just get picked up in a black limo to take us to the party. I would love to see my husband in a tux again before I die.

It will not break my heart if I never make that party. I am blessed to have an amazing family, and all the blessing that go with it. Just maybe there will be a "fancy" room in my mansion in heaven just for me. Black dress and all!