Weeks like this one are why I think THIS is so awesome.
This week has been busy, and our schedules have been off, and I had my bit of sadness, and all the lunchtime drama. But, we still had our moments of conversation, or a private look, or a surprise blog message.
I feel you’re fed up with my lack-of-resolution about my situation at home, and I don’t blame you. In fact, I’m thankful you care so much about my happiness.
I’m frustrated at your situation, too. I don’t understand why it’s ok with you for him to blame you for your attitude changes or generally treat you like a little child in need of constant supervision. Once again, I care about your happiness.
I suppose patience is the key. I remain ever-thankful for you, and for us, and all the little moments we are allowed.
Still, patience is hard. Hell, life is hard, but I think people just make it hard for themselves. I know I’m reaping the results of years of inactivity and well-intentioned but misguided choices. That’s hard to admit, and acknowledging the problem doesn’t make it any easier to confront or solve or fix or whatever action verb follows. The future is a wide-open land, full of possibilities.
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