Yesterday early evening I was standing in the check out line at Sams Club and received a text message from my neighbor. She asked if I had dinner plans for tonight. I said no. She wanted to cook fajitas and wanted to cook for more than just herself.
Micah, Sara and I went next door to join our friend for dinner. It was a good dinner and it was nice to visit with her, she had been out of town recently. Micah's shoulder was hurting and causing a headache but he relaxed some and enjoyed the time over there too.
At 10:00 pm Karlee sends me a message telling me her plans have changed and she is coming home. The last few days down at the park, they have been setting up for the Celtic Festival. She parks at the park and walks up to the house most nights. Our renter downstairs has been gone and her parking spot has been available. I thought for the next couple of days we could let Karlee park there and I would park in the garage. Micah got really irritated about moving his truck, I know he was tired but where else was Karlee going to park and what was the big deal.
He moved the truck, drove out really fast and left. I parked the van and wondered where he went. He came back after a few minutes. He went around the block. I was irritated now, confused and feeling hurt. My daughter lives here too, there are moments I feel like he wants her out of the house. As he marched and huffed upstairs I shouted behind him and said a few things. He didn't reply back.
I waited downstairs with Sara for Karlee to walk in the door. Sara has missed her sister. Its summer time, and she is seventeen so none of us really have seen Karlee much. I hung out with girls for a few minutes, catching up on things with each of them. In the back of my mind I was wondering how things were going to be between Micah and I when I went back into our room.
It amazes me how nice and relaxing things were at dinner and then to go into a moment of disaster....okay maybe not disaster just frustration. I went upstairs and it was like nothing had happened. I was actually able to keep my mouth shut and not push the issue and talk to him like normal. I got ready for bed and that was it.
I don't understand my husband most of the time but God allows our difference to happen and then he helps us to move through it. God keeps peace in this house despite how things are or should be. God keeps me strong to still be thankful for Micah and express that to my daughters whose reactions are not at their best.
So thankful that God works in ever moment of my life....
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