Monday, January 9, 2012
In sickness and in health
The Christmas tree glows in the corner. Colorful cards cover the door. Soft music plays on the TV. If I must be sick, it's much better to be sick here, in the beach condo, with Teri nearby, than it would be to be 90 miles apart, me at the mountain cabin, as much sick with worry as with sickness. Sure, our wedding vows were nontraditional, and may have never covered "in sickness and in health," but those words are implied. We aim for an unconditional love. And since no matter what you do, no matter how nutritiously you eat or religiously you exercise, there are no health guarantees, we have to expect some illness. Through the tea, the warm Jell-O, the homemade chicken noodle soup and the frequent pats, I know I am loved and will get better, sooner.