A possible loss

This past week on Tuesday, I was expecting Dave to come home between 6-7pm , his usual time. I was busy with kids, cooking dinner, had other kids over, etc. I kept thinking that any minute he was going to come in the door. Well, 8pm rolled around and the kids even asked where he was, then I got scared. Perhaps he left me because I have been such a shrew lately. I wouldn't blame him. That was out of character for him though. Then I thought that perhaps he was in an accident and he couldn't call me. But surely someone would call me? I didn't know who to call. I called his cell phone and work phone and only got answering machines. I was almost in tears. For that hour or so I really thought I had lost him. Finally at 9pm he called and said he was on his way home, that he had had a dinner meeting with work which he had told me about the night before and he said I had okayed it. This is probably true, but I had totally blacked out the conversation. Now some of you are thinking, "boy, Alzheimer's is starting early for her", but I realized the next day that perhaps God purposefully erased the conversation with Dave to help me realize what I have in Dave and to be more grateful and appreciative for not only what he does, but for who he is and what a hole he would leave in my life and many, many others if he were gone. So I am humbled and thrilled to pieces that I have such a man still. I hope God will let me grow old with him.