Reminded of this story because of recent family events,
I knew my man was the long-term one for me after we had been together for a couple of months. DS2 was ill with a mental health problem. He had needed a visit from the crisis team and a doctor who had written a prescription that needed dispensing urgently for some calming meds.
It was the depths of winter in 2009. Snow and treacherous ice on the roads. DH willingly went to get the prescription in the dead of night and was gone for about 4 hours on the nightmare of all journeys - travelling through 4 different towns only to find several 'duty' chemists closed because of bad weather. Finally arrived back at my door at about 4 a..m. - he needed to be up for work at 4:30 ...
As he came into the hallway with the meds in his hand, my 'angry' DS was coming down the stairs and snarled ' I'm not taking them!' I held my breath ...
My man said in the kindest, calmest voice' That's ok. They are just there if you need them.'
Realised then and there I had struck gold and found someone I could trust and rely upon. Eight years on, married three, I am so glad I found my truly kind man.
Good Morning Tuesday 19th March 2024
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