I am a single mom with four great kids! I had two babies and was four months pregnant when my husband was taken away from us. He was a loving father and a good husband. I was only nineteen years old and our financial stability was very limited. We lived with my mother in law in a crowded two bedroom apartment! I was depressed and felt very much alone. My husband worked twelve hours a day seven days a week and we hardly had any free time to ourselves! My husband soon learned that being home alone with two crying children and a pregnant wife was not easy! He soon learned to pitch in and help me out as much as possible.
One weekend we went to my mother’s house to stay for a party we were to attend on a Saturday. It was the first weekend he had off in three months. Instead they called him in on a Friday afternoon. (Needless to say it was Friday the thirteenth!) That day my brother in law and I were sick to our stomachs. My husband Jay had to cash his check and run to his mom’s house to attend to his brother. I waited just about all day to at least spend some time with him and our kids. Finally about 2 p.m. he came home and gave me a kiss. He turned around and said he had to go into work after all. I was furious because we had planned a whole weekend together as a family! All he could say to me was that it was overtime and we needed the money since the holidays were around the corner! I deeply felt bad because I thought I was only thinking of me and not the things that we needed so badly! So I graciously agreed that he was right. I watched him getting ready for work. Standing there looking at the man I love so much! As I walked away I knew deep down inside I was hurting! I wanted a companion I wanted my best friend back. But as soon as I turned around to walk away he said to me “We still have Saturday and I will dance with you and hold you close to me.” He was right and I knew we would still have time together!
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