I can firmly say the phone call I just received is a first for me. The dialogue when kind of like this:
Me: Why are you crying?
Darco: Because I’m anxious.
Me: Why are you anxious?
Darco: Because I’ve never gone out and spent money on clothes for myself.
So here’s the deal. Darco, as we’ve talked about before, grew up dirt poor. Moving from place to place due to her mother being evicted. It is a really sad story. When we met, Darco’s wardrobe consisted of work clothes, old athletic shorts, and t-shirts from high school.
That. Was. It.
When we got married we were super broke for several reasons. I still told her that when the day arrived, we would purchase a new set of clothes for her.
Praise God that day was today. With holes in her work shirts and shoes, today was the day to wipe the slate clean.
However, much to my surprise. Instead of being thrilled with a shopping spree, my wife was scared to spend any money. Crying from anxiety of getting something for herself.
This is my life…