No Laughing Matter.

Two years ago...

Leon and I were at home watching a movie together.

I was on the couch.

He was on the floor.

When the movie was over, 

and we started to stretch,

Leon got stuck.

His back went out while on all fours.

Pain.

I asked him what to do.

Then I laughed.

(this is a nervous habit of mine)

Angrily he said, "Just leave me alone!"

So I did.

I turned off all the lights and said "Good Night!" 

Then I skipped off to bed.

A few minutes later, I returned.

Leon was not amused and so I gave up my attempt to heal with humor.

Eventually he got up, recovered and forgave me.

Lately, I have been experiencing serious pain in my legs.

It has been debilitating and excruciating.

He has taken on all of my responsibilities and more.

He even cooked his own birthday dinner.

I can never express enough gratitude for his

willingness to work hard no matter what the task.

In this case, he is caretaker to our boys and me all while 

making enough money for our comfort and survival.

I love him more than ever.

For the future...

I can't promise I am capable of controlling my giggles,

but I am capable of serving with sincerity.