So, my husband broke his finger last night. He closed the trunk of his car on it and instead of unlocking the trunk to get his finger out, his natural reaction to the pain was to pull it out. Lots of damage. And pretty gross. I will spare you all the brutal details, but let's just say he crushed the bone in the tip of his wedding ring finger and did some nasty damage to the skin and nail. He was an hour and a half away from home when he did it, so he drove home bleeding all over his car. After a trip to the doctor last night, his finger is stitched up and wrapped up with a splint.
I felt so bad for him. My husband is a magnet for bad luck. I swear it is his lot in life to have everything he does be a struggle. He must have some pretty heavy life lessons to learn this time around.
But, the thing about him is that he handles it all so well. I don't know if he is just used to struggling or if he was just born with a natural "I can get through this" attitude. He handles trauma, bad luck, and general crappy situations way better than I do. He is also completely calm in panic situations. His sister stopped breathing once and he was the only one in the room calm enough to talk to the paramedics on the phone and administer CPR.
I would think that karma would set in eventually. My husband would give a friend his left kidney if he needed it. He does nice things for people all the time - especially strangers. He will go out of his way to find the owner of a cell phone he finds on the street. He will help anybody move. He gives money away to people begging on the corner. He will find the owner of a stray dog. If he finds a dead dog on the road, he will stop to move the dog from the road and try to find its owner. When does karma kick in so he can have some good luck?
He is a great husband. Like any wife, there are things he does that make me want to run up the side of the wall and swing from the ceiling until he stops. Sometimes he drives me crazy (and I'm sure I drive him crazy too, but we won't talk about that). But, while he isn't romantic in the traditional sense, he does sweet things for me that are completely unexpected.
For instance, I wanted a fern for our front porch. So, we went to a local nursery and found some beautiful ferns hanging in grass baskets. But, they were almost $50 dollars and we just can't afford a luxury like that. So, my husband went to Lowe's and bought a smaller $7 fern hanging in a black plastic pot. Then, for a surprise, one night last week after I went to sleep, he went to Wal-Mart and found a grass basket like the ones at the local nursery for only $5 and re-potted the fern at midnight. When I woke up, he told me I'd better water my fern (I tend to forget) and when I went outside, I saw my sweet surprise! It was only $12 total instead of $50 and the sentiment behind it meant so much more to me than if we had been able to purchase it at the nursery.
He is a special man and I pray, from my lips to God's ears, that karma goes his way one day. The picture below is him with our son sitting on our four-wheeler. My son loves to put-put around our house on it and my husband will do anything to make him smile.