Worried – April 13, 2005 – Day 6

Tomorrow will be one week since Lis was admitted into the hospital. I can honestly say I’ve never had a more scarier, emotional, stressful, tense week in my life. I really can’t think of another time where I felt like this. And now, battling through this I think of times when I thought life was tough. Times where I got depressed over what turned out to be nothing. Nothing in my life compares to what I’m dealing with now or am about to deal with. I’m definitely learning a life lesson.

Today (it’s Wednesday – by the way) I went to the bank with the Boss Lady to start a Benevolent Fund for Lis. I don’t know what I’m going to do with the money but I guess when the time comes I will find out. Afterwards, I went to the hospital to visit Lis. Pastor came by and said “hello”, talked with us for a bit and then prayed. My mom cried. I wonder what she was thinking of.

She did get upset thinking she is pestering Lis and maybe she shouldn’t come by anymore. I think it’s good. I don’t feel like going to work tomorrow. I’m tired and I want to spend time with my wife.

Right before I began typing I started thinking about our life together. It’s been short, it’s been fun, but I was wondering if I was a good husband. I don’t think I spent enough time with my wife. We got married in May 2004, in August we came back to the U.S. We both started working and then in December I got another job and have been working two jobs since. We went on one vacation together (San Francisco) and also went to Brazil but spent time with the family. We just haven’t spent a lot of time together this past year and a half. Now it feels like time is running out.

I told her to write a list of things she wants to do. Go to Italy, move back to Brazil, whatever. I’m going to do what she wants to do. It’s our life but it can end at anytime, we’re dealing with that right now.

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