My reason for living

Recently someone asked me what I had to live for. At the time the question gave me pause for thought, especially as that someone was my Doctor, but I soon realised that my reason for living was my Husband. I know most Women would say their Children but our one and only child is almost a stranger to us and has caused us so much pain in the past few years that I am not sure how I feel about her at the moment.

But back to my husband, and before you ask NO you can't have him. As you have probably guessed crafting is my main hobby and the support I get from my DH (Darling Husband) is second to none. When I stopped working it was not by choice but because of medical reasons and I felt like I had been thrown onto life's scrap heap. So my DH encouraged me to think of my crafting as a job. We have an agreement that when he is at work I should use my time crafting or in craft related activities, although he never checks up on me. He bought lots of storage units for me and we set up my crafting area in the TV room.

I have heard ladies say that they have to hide their purchases when they go to craft shows or shop's but I have the opposite problem. I have to limit the amount of craft shows we go to because he spends more money than I do. Where I may pick one or two items from a range he will buy the lot. He loves going to the shows and talking to the stall holders. He likes to see if he can get a discount or something for free and it is amazing how often he is successful. Some of the retailers have come to know him and spend a lot of time chatting with him which astonishes me considering how cheeky he is with them. He is almost as bad in craft shops. I pick up the things I need and when we get home I have lots of fun going through our purchases to see what extras he has bought me as well.

Recently I was ill with this Noro virus and he came home with a carrier bag containing 4 Martha Stewart punches. Other men would bring their sick wives flowers but he knows what will cheer me up the fastest. He loves to see the things I make and is always telling me that things I make are much better than things that can be bought in the shops.

My DH is really one in a million. I am sure that when he said 'In sickness and in health' he did not realise how much of a burden I would turn out to be but he tells me that he does not see me that way. I know it sounds corny but I really don't know what I have done to deserve him but I am glad that I have him and I am holding on to him with both hands.