Cannot Imagine

September 24, 2011

I cannot imagine getting up everyday in the six o’clock hour.

I cannot imagine the pressure one must feel to provide for their family, like to know that someone truly depends on me for their needs to be met.

I cannot imagine what it’s like to drive over an hour a day to and from work in traffic.

I cannot imagine what if feels like to work hard nine hours a day without taking a break and coming home and working more before going to bed.

I cannot imagine what it is like to live with a woman who’s emotions are all over the place sometimes and can change in a moments notice.

Andrew doesn’t have to imagine this, he lives it almost everyday and I love and respect him for it.  He does all this without complaint (most of the time) and I think to myself, how lucky am I?

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