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.
My husband use to be gone all the time but it comes with the territory in his field of work, oilfield. My nerves were always shot when he is gone.