I’m still trying to understand what happened last night.
Lucy, our little puppy, and I walked upstairs and went to bed. We both almost instantly fell asleep. A couple of hours later I woke up not feeling well at all.
Jason was still not in bed, he often times falls asleep on the couch for a couple hours before climbing the stairs.
I sat up coughing feeling like I was going to be sick, so I slowly made my way to the bathroom. This movement triggered something else … now I felt like I was going to pass out.
As soon as I opened the bathroom door, Lucy ran out and Jason appeared. I heard the concern in his voice as he instantly started to try and calm me down. As the feeling of blacking out washed over me, I quickly laid on the floor. This is when Jason’s presence took hold. While laying on the floor, Jason started rubbing my back reminding me to breathe. As I listened to his voice, the feeling of getting sick and passing out eventually subsided.
He eventually had me sit up, which later turned into standing, with his arms tenderly wrapped around me.
He guided me back to bed before taking Lucy outside to let her go to the bathroom. When he returned he held me for a little while as our breathing became one and I started to feel okay once again.
It brings tears to my eyes reliving last night. The love that poured out of him was truly special. He always knows just what to do to calm me down.
Honestly, I am beyond fortunate to have such a caring, loving man that knows me so well.
I’m still uncertain what brought on me not feeling well, but I’m happy to say I didn’t get sick or pass out.
It’s the little gestures that mean the absolute world to me.