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My Protector

I don't like it when Allen is gone. He is my protector. I instantly feel safe when he's here. Last night after checking the doors 3 times to make sure they were all locked and startling myself at the sound of the ice maker in the kitchen and peering thru the blinds to spy on the strange car parked at the vacant house across the street, I managed to work up quite a stir in myself. As I checked the door one last time, just tightening the dead bolt as I walked away, someone scratched at the door. I didn't know what to do! I had 3 little girls freaking out in the frontroom, Brian snoring away and Wyatt running to open the door. Lord help us! I ran to the door to barricade it with my body. Then I heard it again along with a faint "meow". Translation: Let me in, it's cold out here!

Thank you Lord that you gave me Allen. Even though as we discovered with little ones that his hearing is defective at night and if someone did ever break in he would never know, but at least I could push him in front of me.
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Soaring High said…
hahaha! I hate it when Luke is gone. He may work long days now, but I am so thankful to have him home at night. It's scary out here without him!
10:33 AM
Wendy said…
Ha-- I'm picturing you attempting to shove Allen's sleeping body in front of you for protection! ;-) heeehee

I'm the same way.

And why were the girls freaking out? Did they freak you out, or the other way around? Remind me never to drop by unexpectedly after dark. I'd hate to be hit over the head with a lamp. ;-)
9:54 PM
Amy's Blah, Blah, Blogging said…
Amen and Amen!

I am too thankful for my husband, when he is home with me, I just feel a whole lot safer. The other night he went to a men's retreat and I had to talk myself into going to sleep. Yeah, good times!
4:50 AM
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