Give a Man a Deer, He'll Eat for a Winter, Teach a Man to Hunt, and You'll Never See Him Again!

All of you hunting widows can completely relate. As fall is approaching, I can’t help but look with dread into the future of our household. It is during this time, we become single mothers and lonely wives. Our husbands take their final steps into the woods and are not seen again until the following spring. It is a time that I wish over and over again that I had horns, so my husband would take notice of me, but the only thing that gets mounted then are large bucks. It is true that camouflage makes a man disappear. You women know that ache and constant worry – When he calls me dear, is he really thinking of me? You fear for your lives when he is driving by a field and the road in front of him no longer exists. These husbands have supervision. They can see a deer a mile away in a field grown up with weeds, yet he can’t notice the hair cut and color you just had done. I pray during these times that my arm doesn’t fall off, because he would not notice, nor would he drive to the hospital without going two miles an hour past each field. Thank the Lord he is not an ambulance driver. If only there was a shopping mall that I could step into, and not return until next spring. Then all would be right with the world.
Can I get an amen!

written by: Celeste Gillis