Heart Surgery of a different kind
For the past nearly four months I prayed that I would hear from my wife, and that she would just call me to let me know how she was doing. My prayers were finally answered this morning, and I got my wish. She called me at about 1:00am, and while I was very glad to hear her voice, after we hung up, it occured to me I need to be more careful what I wish for. She sounded great, her voice very much music to my ears, but an anchor to my heart. I hate to admit that I was not as ready to hear from her as I had thought. Still, I have no regrets, Even though hearing her voice only cut deeply into my heart with surgical precision. I do not believe it was her intention to hurt me. Once again I have control over how I choose to respond. I choose to respond to her in love. I may never ever be her husband again, but I really do not wish to lose the friendship too. She is a very significant part of my life, and married or not, she is more than my friend, she is my best friend, and to the larger degree she is my family. Can I consider her like a sister? We are at least that close. I value her friendship, and her as a person. I cannot think of anyone in the world that it matters more to me what they think of me.
