On Saturday, my husband and I went to purchase a robe for his ordination in October. They store only had the white robe in stock and I suggested that he try it on. No sense in just looking when he could actually see which one fit the best. The salesperson was so nice and helpful.... she encouraged us to look at all the robes on the back wall and right side of the store. Pat proceeded to take off his jacket and hang it on the stand in the middle of the section. A crisp white robe hung directly to his right and seemed to be the exact size he needed.
Pat asked for some help and as I was zipping the robe and fastening the hook....... my emotions began to well up. Pat didn't know this because I am shorter than him and my face was hidden as I looked down. But he asked me how it looked....... my response? "you have to give me a moment here, I'm getting emotional".
I can count the number of times something like that has happened. Even on our wedding day, I didn't well up like that. I mean I was extremely happy, but not the crying kind of happy.
Anyway, that one little response tickled us both so much....It was just so unlike me and yet..... exactly like me.
Pat asked for some help and as I was zipping the robe and fastening the hook....... my emotions began to well up. Pat didn't know this because I am shorter than him and my face was hidden as I looked down. But he asked me how it looked....... my response? "you have to give me a moment here, I'm getting emotional".
I can count the number of times something like that has happened. Even on our wedding day, I didn't well up like that. I mean I was extremely happy, but not the crying kind of happy.
Anyway, that one little response tickled us both so much....It was just so unlike me and yet..... exactly like me.
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