Close to Thanksgiving my husband announced that he wants to watch as many Christmas movies as possible. He can't get enough of them. We eagerly watch any Christmas movie we can find -from classics to modern day stories. If we can catch one that we have not already watched, well, that just makes our day.
While watching a scene in one of the Christmas movies, a married couple, in their golden years, prepared for the holiday. Within their cozy home, the wife sat on the couch, untangling a box of holiday ornaments as her husband walked in from the cold-outside, arms full of firewood to light in the fireplace.
I don't know why but suddenly my heart did a flip and tears sprang into my eyes. I looked over at my husband who lay in bed, thin and frail. I realized that during my golden years, he would not be bringing in my firewood. I mean, logically, I already knew this. But, it took my heart a bit longer to catch up to this notion.