Sunday, June 27, 2010

Sometimes it is just necessary to say it

My husband is good to me.
When he found out Thursday what the funeral arrangements would be, he picked up the telephone and called the guy over the golf tournament (remember his four days of golf?) to let him know that he would be missing the first round of day three on Saturday morning.
I didn't even have to ask him if he would go with me to the funeral.
I fully realize that not all husbands would do that.
Yes, I realize how lucky I am.