Tonight (Thursday), I was working on this post when I noticed through the corner of my eye, movement in my eucalyptus stems. I had placed them a while ago in a glass vase next to my monitor for decoration. The thing is – these stems are dead. Movement within the stems is unexpected, so it naturally caught my eye. I focused in on the stems and saw what I hoped I wouldn’t see. I hate to even put it into this post. It was a roach! Ugh!!!
Yes, I hate them. I’ve grown up in Florida and have a tremendous hatred for the flying, disgusting insects. I have been chased by them more times than I care to remember.
When Tom and I were first married he discovered my fear of them and vowed to help me overcome this “phobia.” 🙂 He meant well, but I knew there would never be a peace agreement between us. I wasn’t willing, even though they were always intent on seeking me out! I wanted them not only dead, but out of my sight altogether. Dead or alive I couldn’t stand to have them near me.
So, 32 years later how did this evening end? I was curled up on the couch waiting for Tom to find the intruder and kill him. It took a while – using bug spray and a flashlight. But finally I heard the words I longed to hear – all’s clear. You can finish your post! Which translated means, I’ve killed the sucker and his carcass has been taken out of the house. You are S.A.F.E.
Ah! Tom has learned how to care for me in what could seem to him quite silly. I don’t know why I am afraid of these bugs the way I am, but I’m thankful I have a husband who is willing to go the extra mile for me to rid our home of these unwelcome intruders.
In what ways does your spouse care for you like this? How do they help you when you are facing something that makes you afraid? How do you help your spouse when they are afraid?
NOTE: There are no pictures in this post for obvious reasons.