Regrets?

This afternoon my hubby goes in for surgery. It's on his ankle and I'll miss it. I have not mentioned it at work. I suppose I could walk out and be there for him. Do I? What about the money? It's Friday. I work 8 hours. That's quite a hit. I'm so torn!

He's my best friend. I will be there for him always. Am I? Where is my confidence now? Am I being weak?

Blah!

I just keep remembering the story my hubby told me about his Dad. The time his Dad was fired because he wasn't going to miss John's cubscout event. Wow. Honorable! Is this one of those times? It's pretty much too late now. No one will be in the office to cover for me until 1. John will be under the knife by then.

Lord, protect him. Let everything be healed and better than it was before. Guide the doctors eyes, hands and mind to do Your work.

I love you honey. My hand is right there in yours while you are there! :-(

Sometimes I hate who I am..............people think I'm so strong...........little do they know!