My children are visiting my parents in North Carolina this week. Therefore, it should come as no surprise that I am struggling with adulthood. I don't know what it is about those small people being gone that makes me completely stop being a responsible human being but when they are not around I find things like dishes and cooking appropriate meals and doing my laundry to be simply impossible.
My son called me last night around 5pm to do his daily check in. The first thing he did was say, "Happy Anniversary mom!" and I could hear my dad in the background saying, "Happy Anniversary!"
It was sweet. I thanked them.
Then my son said,
"We're going to the movies. To celebrate our anniversary."
I laughed. "OUR anniversary?"
"It is our anniversary," he told me. "It's all of us. We all got married, remember?"
Jesus is smacking me around again, it seems.
What's that saying?
"Out of the mouths of babes."
Kids have a way of saying it just the way we need to hear it, don't they?
Hope you have a good time while your kids are away; just remember to change your underwear and stuff ;)
He smacks you around only because He loves you and wants what's best for you. As do I.
Love you, Aunt Steph. :)
I am one of your many followers who probably am inappropriate right now. I just feel for you. I had trouble 4 years ago for about a year. It was so so so hard that I couldn't even function at work, got another job and barely functioned there. I prayed, a lot. I cried a lot. We lived together and then didn't. He kept telling me that I needed to change, he didn't. When I finally agreed to fix me, just me and go with it, I found that he fixed him too. I found that every marriage has something on the table that each person is dumb about. I couldn't make him take his off, but I could take mine. And it got a little better when I did. And then, things changed enough that he could let his guard down and change. He still says I did all the changing. But so. I had depression during this. I am sure he did ( and does ) on some levels. I have a book if you want the title that saved my sanity. It was one of many tools I tried before I found My fit. Let me know...
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