We are having terrible wind storms here in Southern California. Our neighbors tree was laying on their car this morning. Yard is a disaster but it is still too crazy to go outside and clean up. We are stuck inside and doughnuts were in order. See that pumpkin one? MINE!!
So we are staying in and everyone is still in their jammies and sweats. I am trying to get some cleaning done but the three foot tornado is moving from room to room leaving a path of destruction in her wake. My daughter's college classes were even cancelled today.
As you all tuck in safe today please pray for my lineman as he has headed out to get the lights back on for people. Be patient as I want him to come home safe to me.
Here is a poem someone sent me last year. I will share as it touched me when I first read it and it shares my thoughts and concerns for my husband perfectly.
A Lineman's WifeA woman who always stands strong.
When the rain and wind and lightning starts, she silently begins to prepare his things.
She catches the phone on the first ring, she knows he won't rest for a while.
His bag is packed and she kisses him goodbye with a smile as he walks out the door, he has enough to worry about
without seeing her cry.
As his truck pulls out of the drive she prays "God keep them safe tonight".
"Where is Daddy" the kids want to know, Working she says and he'll be home soon.
Fighting back the tears she hugs them and smiles he loves you all now go back to bed.
She worries about the long dangerous hours that he is out while the rest of the world is tucked into bed.
She knows all it would take is one easy mistake and her lineman would be no more.
She would have it no other way
Lineman are born to do what they do.
They never complain. It isn't a job to them, it's their life.
Strong dedicated men and their wives are the same.
H. Bennett, a lineman's wife