Well, I think that the stomach bug may have left our house. Both kids are back to their rowdy selves, though not eating quite normally yet. And, so far, neither Josh or I have felt any implications that we may get it. It obviously had to have been something we had before, since we were very well exposed to the virus for the last three days. I am running out of things in the house to cook, though. Not only have I not been to the grocery store, I have to think about what will be the easiest on the kid's stomachs and would be the least offensive if we were revisited with it a few hours later! I am just glad that it is over and now I have to start the daunting sanitation process.
In light of the battle of the bug I have fought this week and the impending storm, I decided not to go to Indiana this weekend for a Compassion Leadership Conference. I went back and forth about it since Tuesday when Bella first got sick, but made the decision after Elias began throwing up for the second time last night. When I made the decision and sent the e-mail to my area coordinator, I felt like a weight had been lifted from my back. The stress of thinking of being gone all weekend and driving in bad conditions and not knowing whether I was going to get sick before I left was really wearing on me. I hated canceling, but knew it was the right decision after I made it. I am getting better at knowing my limits, even though I still have trouble listening to God when He tells me I have reached them! I asked Josh whether I should cancel the trip before I did it and he told me it was completely up to me. I told him jokingly, "I need you to be a demanding, domineering husband just this once!" But after I sent the e-mail, he hugged me and told me he was glad I was staying home. He seriously didn't give me any "vibes" either way about how he felt. Sometimes I am still amazed at how God led me to this wonderful, selfless man that I married! I am looking forward to getting to be with him this weekend - without us cleaning up the floor together or tag teaming sleeping in the living room to watch over one of our sick children. Life is so hard, but it would be even harder if the one who was supposed to be my partner was not my ally. I feel continually blessed and always pray for those who have a spouse who has become their enemy. I think so many people look for romance and mystery when they are dating and forget the fact that they have to actually want to be with this person every day - even when the day offers nothing but frustration and heartache and when romance and mystery seem like something just beyond reach.
This reminds me of one of my favorite Sara Groves songs. I have italicized my favorite part of the song, even though I really love the entire thing.
Fly by Sara Groves
Speak in a summer tone
Pause in the after glow
Tenderly whisper my name
Tell me once again why I am your bride
So I can fly
So I can fly
Pause in your busy day
Look extra long my way
Wink at me across the room
Kiss me longer
Touch my arm when I am by your side
So I can fly
So I can fly
Oh how the little things
Strengthen my tiny wings
Help me to take on the world
When you love me there's nothing I wouldn't try
I might even fly
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