Another weekend closes.
It was another enjoyable one, though it was not productive
in any way.
I take that back, it was in that it was a restful time.
Time spent recouping from the winter weather.
Resting time. Healing time. Time spent with
my husband just being together. He always has
to be making something, constructing or baking,
cleaning or accomplishing something.
I enjoy reading, writing and delving into an old
movie or just sleeping.
Sometimes I cannot believe this man and I have
been married for 31 years and together 33.
We really are so different from one another.
The opposites attract thing is definately true
in our relationship. We have somehow been able
to adjust to each to the other's ways and to keep
the spirit in our relationship.
We had a couple of bumpy years a while back, but for
the most part we have survived that too. There are
enough good things in our relationship...things worth
working to save. We both continue to try to better
our time together.
He is possibly taking some time off from work here
sometime soon. This will be another test I am sure of
our companionship "nettle".
I thought about 3 or 4 years ago that we were too
different to stay together. There are still days when
I wonder that, but for the most part, I believe the person
that I didnt like was ME.
Now I am working on changing that person for the better.
You see, I had reached all of my goals set earlier on in
my Life. I did not spend any time considering what I would
do after Children. The time and energy it cost me to get
to that point was so strong and so energy consuming, I
never took time to plan what to do after they were all
married an moved on.
Don't misunderstand, I don't regret any of that time spent.
I just never had foresight enough to plan my life beyond
the girls. To be honest, I never even thought about the
days I would become a Grandma. For a time I even gave
up on the idea that it would ever happen. The girls seemed
to take me at my word about having children. I never meant
to be down on having a family. I was the one who decided
the children would become all encompasing and I would let
their lives absorb mine. It was the only way I knew how to
mother. I had to give all and it was almost too much a price
to pay.
As I sit here on this Cold Wintery Sunday Evening, I am realizing
how truly blessed I am. I have a wonderful family....3 lovely girls
and they have all chosen wonderful men. I have a grandson Tyler
whom I adore. I thought I loved my children, still do...but this
feeling for that little boy is beyond love, I am truly soppy
over him. Loving him makes me love my girls more as well.
The connection to the theme of this room is only that I sit here
writing this on yet another Winter weekend. Truly realizing how
wonderful it is to get out to travel only to get groceries or to
visit the local monthly flea market to see what treasures I need
to bring home. This month I have to admit, I did not find anything
that had my name written on it. I came home with nothing...which is
very rare for me.
All I have to show for this weekend evening is the fact that we
missed the brunt of the storm, we are safe...and Life is good.
I feel nearly as good as I used to when sitting by a warm fire.
The kind I used to feel when we had a true wood burning stove.
I often miss that feel....we felt it a lot when we camped.
Many was the evening we would sit with friends or family and
get all hot and comfortable before bedtime. We had to give up our
wood burner because of allergies. But that warm toasty feeling
will remain forever in my heart.
This too is good.
Thanks for sharing this time together once again.
Goodnight.
Katie
