then he went to bed and i finished going thru the checkbook and bank statements. turns out we have $40 more than i thought cuz i made some mistakes the past couple months. that's neat, huh? anyways, then i got ready for bed and i was lying there trying to fall asleep and i started thinking about how happy i am with dave for fixing the light for me and how last night i was mad at him for making a mess in the kitchen...so up and down...
then i thought about how crazy it is when one of us leaves for work for a few days. we return and we've both started living our lives for ourselves and we have to get back in the groove of living for and with one another. there's always a bit of a crash landing when we return. but we are getting better at it.
tonight we stopped by the new TSC up in lebanon. we ran into guy, our small group leader. he asked how i liked travelling for work (as i missed small group the past 2 tuesdays for work) and i said that it's not that bad. it was worse last summer when i wasn't used to it, and that i'm more used to it now. as i said it it felt weird. i don't want to be "used" to leaving my husband. sleeping, eating and watching stupid tv in a hotel room. that's ridiculous.
so, anyhow, the words of this "poem" (or my attempt at a very short poem) describe my relationship with david. how the ups and downs of life affect it....
life is a river
sometimes it rages with the torents of rainstorms
sometimes it ebbs slowly by
maybe someday i will have more words to this poem. that's the beginning...
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