What Really Matters
We had a bit of a scare this weekend. It was one of those "could have been really bad but turned out okay" deals. And it made me take some time to stop and think about what is most important in my life. Sunday morning, my hubby wasn't feeling well, and complaining of chest pains. A call to the dr. confirmed what we felt we should do: head to the ER...ASAP! Well, after over 24 hours of multiple tests (yes, he feels like a pin cushion now!), they were not able to determine exactly what caused the chest pains. However, they were able to say that his heart is in great condition, and he was NOT having a heart attack. WHEW! Since we have two young kids, hanging out at the hospital for 24 hours was not an option. During our time here at home, waiting for the phone call to say my husband would be released, I spent some time thinking about what really matters. The car needs repairs? So what. It's just a big hunk of metal and fiberglass. Sure, it's an important i...