Sometimes when it’s just me and the quiet late night, my head gets spinning and swimming so quickly I can hardly process all it’s got going through it. My thoughts seem to be a little crazier when my husband is gone: from what-ifs, to thinking of the community we are part of, to silly things the boy says when his daddy isn’t here.
Then my head spins into a tizzy about single moms, military spouses, oilfield spouses, and all the other noble ladies who go this mama gig alone. Ladies, I don’t want you to think you’re alone. I want to be the one who offers to help. To bring a meal. To pick your kids up from school. To do something.
I love the way our friends reach out to me when my husband is gone. I want to do that for others–all the time. I’m so blessed to have a partner to do this life with.