What love looks like

Yep- we’re those people

What does real love look like: when your wife in hanging onto her sanity by the thinnest of strings and she calls you at 4:30pm when you are almost home and have a good amount of work left to get done to let you know her car battery died at the urgent care vet 45 minutes away that she pulled your kid out of school early for because the Mighty Thor needed urgent help and you say “I’m turning around and heading that way”.

He could have said “didn’t you used to work there? Maybe one of your old co-workers could jump your car? Aren’t you in a Harris Teeter parking lot? I’m sure you could easily find someone to help”. But nope, he didn’t question it or make suggestions. He only assured me he was coming to my rescue.

He brought me back to center and showed me the way back to calm. He unloaded my burden…completely.

I then calmly went back inside to urgent care and was generously offered help to jump start my car. And it worked. I was so grateful for the compassion and support of our full service urgent care vet - Thank you Petfolk - Holly Springs. (I worked in Wake Forest, but know the folks in HS).

I’ve talked about him being my Lighthouse and this is what I mean. A dead battery is such a minor inconvenience in the grand scheme of things but at that moment it was one more boulder I was not in a position to add to my load. And he took it. I saw his light and knew I was ok. When I knew I was ok I was able to think clearly.

A Lighthouse isn’t just there for you during the storm, it’s always there for you. It’s always ready and prepared to get you back home. Sometimes your ship is so weak and the slightest breeze can do catastrophic damage. The Lighthouse doesn’t judge, or question or keep score. He is content knowing that he is YOUR Lighthouse.

That is love.