It's Monday morning. I just finished Bible, Geography & Science and was giving Madison her spelling test when I heard honking outside. When I looked outside I saw the Hip-Hop van and shouted "Daddy's home!" He & Christian appeared on our front porch...my husband with these beautiful flowers in his hand. My immediate thought..."I don't deserve these flowers".
The past couple weeks have been very difficult for Bill & I. He has literally been working non-stop...games, reading programs, open practices, etc. He has had no time to be home with us...and honestly...it stinks. He's beyond exhausted. Me...well lets just say being with the kids 24/7 can wear on you a little. We miss him. Adrienne cried last night because she "missed daddy". "I miss him too", I told her.
I always wait up for Bill after his games. Partly because I know it blesses him and partly because I can't sleep until I know he's home safe. Last night he got home and our conversation quickly went downhill until I was taking out all my frustration of the day on him. It was not pretty & he in no way deserved my rant. I was angry at him for having to work so much. (You would think in moments like this I would remember that he works so hard so that I can be home with my kids!!!) He was patient with me & waited for me to cool down & I eventually apologized...but I was sad that I behaved that way. This home is our haven...a safe place, a place Bill enjoys coming home to after working all day & all night...and I want to keep it that way. So thank you honey for blessing me today with the visit & flowers...it meant so much & reminded me of God's grace to me. Instead of getting from Bill anger, opposition, sarcastic comments, guilt trips, bitterness, and the silent treatment...he gave me flowers.
This is love...and I am overwhelmed by it today.
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Well now that I have wiped away my tears after reading your post, I am truly humbled by it and all I can say is, "Thank You".
SHMILY
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