"Shall I tell you what I find beautiful about you? You are at your very best when things are worst."
this otherworldly philosophy may be true, but it's problematic: things have to be at their worst for us to find out.
things have to get absurdly bad so you can say, "one day we'll laugh about this."
today, for example, i laughed about my wife's recent illness. nothing life-threatening, but not fun and games. at its worst, we were in an urgent care facility, and she was taking on IV fluids. the fluids were room-temperature, so my wife's body temperature dropped rapidly in a short time.
here she was, in a warm room, shivering uncontrollably as i piled blankets on her. meanwhile, it was snowing outside.
a hilariously unfunny situation.
better still, during the vacation that coincided with these events, i slept on an uncomfortable couch four nights, and alone in a twin bed one night. i slept with my wife, in a decent bed, one half a night out of a possible six.
it wasn't funny in the middle of the night, trying to find a sleepable position on a couch not built for comfort. but now? it's kind of amusing. in a dark sort of way.
but here's the real kicker...after being to only one in the family to be spared the intestinal flu, today i'm not feeling so well. i think i might puke.
beautiful, ain't it?
"even in the worst of times, i love you anyway..." --sheryl crow
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