Was out on a boys night tonight with the work gang. Am a tad (ahem) drunk. Obligatory curry...always a regretful experience.
Perhaps this will be the last time I do this kind of thing without being a responsible father, clearly a different proposition to going out with just me and Mrs H to care for.
Mrs H texted me earlier to say she had fallen up the stairs having missed a step or two and that she had strained herself and the bump. Well when I got the text I cannot tell you how I felt. Desperate. Worried. Concerned. In love more than ever before. Hard to say. Wanted to race home but was told not to worry. Yeah right.
Just got in...she is sleeping soundly. Gave her a kiss. Checked she was ok. Feel better. Relief. Like never before.
On the way up the driveway earlier I could not help but notice how starry the winter sky was. Amazing to behold. Of course I do not have the entire universe on my shoulders. But you know what...the weight of a family seems enough.
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