Duty & Honor

I often muse on my relationship with DT and how things have changed from what I expected it to be.

In the early years of our marriage, he pushed me to finish school and go after the career I wanted. I remember saying that I wasn’t going to finish getting my bachelor’s degree and that I’d get a job to help him with the bills. He told me that he would work as much as he needed to, that he just wanted me to finish my degree. I finished and got my degree, then told him I wanted to get my MBA. He told me I could do whatever I wanted and he would support me.

That meant he was the one that changed shifts in order to get the kids ready for school. He was the one that was at all the sports activities. He dressed the kids. My daughter wore a lot of denim overalls and high top shoes :)

What that did for me is immeasurable. He provided me with a place of peace, confidence, friendship, and freedom.

It is my honor to be able to care for him. I’ve accepted that as a part of the process of growing older we will all succumb to dying and death. However, death is not the end. It is our retirement from a job well-done here on earth. Every day we are building a resume’ of the things we have done. Fill your resume’ with good things! Touch someone’s life.

I am grateful for the resume’ of love and partnership that DT and I have built. His love and gratitude gives me the strength to continue to fight for him. It energizes me to remain positive. It motivates me to keep going. So when you see me, you see a smile on my face, you hear laughter in my voice, and you see love in my eyes. I am pleased that I am bestowed with the duty and honor of caring for my husband. It is my pleasure