First, hoping for the best possible news for you on your scans this morning, SatNav.
For both of you, I know it doesn’t really help, but let me be your stand-in for your husbands for a minute:
We don’t mind supporting you when you need it. We made a commitment. We said we’d be there. We meant it. We’ll be there.
We don’t doubt for one second you would do and have done for us.
As to the “contributing” thing: this is an argum…er,
discussion I frequently have with MrsT. She’s always been used to earning a good portion of our family income. More importantly, due to the way health care is funded here, her jobs have been a vital safety net the two times I’ve been unemployed - her job immediately provided insurance for me.
However, money is not the only way a person contributes. There’s companionship, there’s support for your partner’s emotional well-being. There’s being a second voice, a sounding board, and another resource for ideas for all the day-to-day BS we go through. There’s being a source of laughter and joy. There’s just being someone who understands what the other person is going through and says, “Hey, I get it. Want a cup of tea?”
SatNav…geez, you’re chasing chooks and chopping wood and putting out fires (literally and figuratively). You’re helping your husband with his own medical needs. You’re contributing!
Windigo…how much of your nervous system have you given helping with your stepsons over the years? Does your husband smile when he sees you? Do you make him laugh? You’re contributing!
Don’t sweat it. Just square your shoulders, put your head down, and focus on getting through what’s going on now so you can hopefully have some better days ahead together. Don’t be afraid to lean on ‘em when you need to - that’s why they’re there.
Hopefully, I didn’t overstep. Hang in there.