Back in college, whenever I was asked to speak in worship services and had to make a joke (preachers, you know you have to), I have one particular favorite: “My parents were asking me to take up nursing. I told them, ‘Why be a nurse if you can marry one?'” And the nursing students would giggle. Ok, that’s a stretch, but I know they think it’s funny.
I never thought I was speaking prophetic words. Years after graduation, I married a nurse.
My 1 year old daughter is sick today. I mean, really sick. Vomited last night, poo’ed liquid. I’m almost in a state of panic when I realized, hey, my wife’s a nurse! She knows what’s happening and sure knows what she’s doing. She knows what to buy at the drug store, when to call the doctor and when’s the best time to rush to the hospital.
Today’s a picture of any day whenever my kids or even myself is sick. She’s our in-house nurse.
She’s not a perfect mom and wife — neither am I a perfect dad and husband, far worse! — but sure she’s taking care of the family, and that covers everything.
Ok, I’m just trying to give you a catchy title up there. Don’t go to the nearest hospital and pick a nurse for a wife just for the sake of having one. :D Married people know that marriage is far more than that.
This blog, however, is to honor my caring wife and my nurse.