Lucky

May I just brag for a moment? I just want to blog about how lucky I am to have a husband and a dog who loves me even though my recovery isn’t going as planned.

My husband has always been there for me but this time it’s different. It’s different because this is a huge life change on top of another huge life event.

My body had parts of it removed. This has been an interesting experience for me. I still feel odd and the grieving process is confusing.

My husband and my dog have been a great support system in the home. My husband has encouraged me to take as much time to recover as needed.

Even when I’m doing light things around the house he’s still checking up on me to make sure that I don’t over do it.

He celebrates my small victories but gently reminds me to be careful. Sometimes I’ve been stubborn and he gives me the stink eye.

He’s helped me with laundry, cleaning, and so many other things around the house. He’s never complained about it.

My dog Lucy, can tell that I’m not feeling well and she’s been extra comforting. She knows to be gentle and not to run up and jump on me. She’s been a lot more smart about this than I gave her credit for.

When I cry she tries to comfort me and tries to make the ugly crying stop. Even if she’s in a different room and I cry she comes to see what’s wrong.

My husband and dog is where my home is. I knew this way before my surgery but little small things make me realize how much these two love me. I’m lucky and blessed to have my husband by my side and my dog here as well.

Author: Rebekah B - The Life of Bekah

Happy Wife. Dog Mom. Alienated Stepmom. Life Blogger. Graphic Designer. Content Creator. Brand Rep for Iviana & Co.

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