A Morning of Pure Love, Pain and Prayer

As they say, “ Life is unpredictable, “ and the only person that you can count on is your family.

Before we left for Carbon to buy goods for our store, we were so happy having breakfast together. My husband was jokingly telling my two sons, “Oh! Look at your mom... her bag is full of coins. We are rich now. Then our two sons started laughing and said, 'How can we get rich if it’s all just coins? Then they laugh again. Those coins, that’s what we earned from the store.

So we said goodbye to our kids and off we went to the Carbon market that morning. It takes about an hour and a half to get there. It was too crowded. A lot of business people go there because it's where cheap goods are delivered and sold in bulk.

Then suddenly, my husband stopped and said he felt dizzy. Then he mentioned this awful pain in his lower back. I panicked, totally caught off guard. I had no idea who to turn to. I just told him, 'Move slowly... we need to get out of here.' My hands were shaking. Seeing him like that, it hit me hard. He was having a hard time walking, good thing he didn’t collapse. So we went straight to the parking lot. And the worst part was, he was already struggling to sit in the car... I couldn’t do anything but cry and pray, especially since we still had a long drive home.

All I could do was try to calm him down... and he said he had to push himself to stay strong and focus on the way home, even though his whole body was in pain. He was also thinking about our children in case something bad happened to him. He said he needed to keep his presence of mind no matter how hard it was.

Thank God we made it home safely. I immediately had him lie down so he could rest. I was also scared to give him a pain reliever. It happens on Saturday, and most of the small clinics and laboratories are closed. So we waited on Monday to see a doctor.

This was the reason why I haven’t been able to post on Steemit anymore… I was overthinking so much, it started messing with my chest and my breathing, like anxiety creeping in. No matter how hard I tried, or started creating stories hoping to divert my attention, nothing came to my mind... my mind was completely blank at that time. Good thing that when we went to the doctor, my husband was given the right medicine right away.

After days of watching him in pain, I finally caught a glimpse of calm in his eyes. Slowly, the heaviness in me started to ease.. He had been carrying that pain for over a week. And honestly, it felt longer than that. Thankfully, my husband has finally recovered. And I’m back to writing again.

Life doesn’t warn you. It just happens, loud, messy, and sometimes cruel. But when the storm starts to fade, you realize… surviving it quietly is already a kind of grace.

"That morning is etched in my memory forever. It’s true when you call upon God, He will never abandon you. He will always lead you to safety."

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