I think, out of the close-to 12 weeks of married life, I've been sick for at least 3 of them. Roughly a quarter of my time in this new home was spent in bed and on meds. Tonsillitis, throat and ear infections, stomach bugs, fever, fatigue, colds, coughs, nausea and lots of antibiotics. Not fun!
Business had to wait a little, as did a lot of social commitments. Boo.. While given directives to REST, all this idleness and illness made me feel bored and unproductive.
My husband isn't normally one to surprise with gifts and sweet gestures, but of late, he's been a bit of awesomeness.. Washing loads of dishes when I had fallen asleep sick after dinner, cleaning the kitchen so I wouldn't be stressed when I woke in the morning, bringing home snacks and sweet Zumbo desserts after his long day of work, researching how to make sushi and packing a lunchbox of tuna mayo rolls, bringing warm tea at night when my lymph nodes were swollen, ordering surprise bunches of flowers with a get well soon message during the day. His work days are busy, and yet he wanted me to know he'd been thinking of me. Pretty sweet.
My strongest love language is 'acts of service', so these random actions have spoken very loudly to me. I want to remember this gratitude for when the flowers have wilted, when my patience runs thin and my tolerance for his not-so-best self is low (we recently listened to our pastor's wedding day sermon for us "Put On Your Best, Put Up With Their Worst" - will link it soon).
My husband seems to have a stronger immune system than I. Getting used to his pattern of living and sleeping times (or perhaps just getting used to doing our own individual thing) seems to be the next step. Otherwise, the remaining 75% of our married time has been a good adjustment period - household chores seem to be never ending and building routine around two people quite difficult. Communication blocks must be addressed. Conflicts are quickly overcome by the person who shows mercy first (mercy - undeserving). We've gotten to see more of each others' worsts - and accept it. Hosting community groups weekly at our place has been really good - committed faith family doing life together. Pepper - Dan brought his 5 year old pet. I never knew how much a little dog can add warmth, affection and oodles of cuteness to your day. All good apart from the daily cleaning of soiled doggy pads 😬😬😬. Still cute. Oh, and nagging won't get you anywhere. Instead, pray. Big lessons everywhere.
Thank you @littleflowerssydney 💛 (Visit online here).