Tuesday, October 12, 2010

A Dream..

Don awoke Sunday morning and told me he had a very vivid dream. He dreamt that he tripped and fell as we were walking down some stairs and that I not only caught him, but held him over my head. For those of you who know us, know that is a physical impossibility.. since Don is 6'1" and weighs over 200lbs.

I could not shake that dream... and finally that afternoon, I started to cry. You see, I am pretty sure that the dream, to him meant that he trusted me... but to me, it was a bit different. I know that many people see me as being a very strong person, and although I know that there is truth to that statement, I am not invincible. I cannot take care of everything and morph into some kind of super hero and magically get everything done.

I took Don by the hand and led him into our bedroom so we could talk.

"I cannot do this all by myself Don." I said as tears rolled down my face.
"I need you to know that if you fall, I WON'T be able to catch you. I will hold on to you for as long as I can, but I cannot do this all by myself."

That was all I managed to get out. He just sat and held me for a long time.


Laura M. said...

{{HUGS}} and lots and lots of prayers! God is your strength and He is more than capable of holding both of you through everything.

Dianne said...

God will hold you up Julie and Don too. Keep believing and don't give up now. I know how hard this is. I am praying.
Aren't the "moments" like your conversation with Don one of the blessings to come from this terrible desease? I treasure all of the talks we have had that might not have happened.

vivian said...

wow. made me cry girlfriend. more prayers going up for you and Don.
prayers and love and hugs
holding you up up up to God!

Kat said...

I'm still keeping you in my prayers.

I believe Don dreamed that because he is impressed and thankful for your strength.

Hugs sweet friend,

Dianne said...

Hi Jule,
just wanted you to know we are back in the hospital. Our roller coaster!