Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Don't Let the Sun Go Down or "He's Not Perfect"

Ever have one of those really dumb arguments with your spouse? Someone says something innocent enough, the other one interprets it wrong, and it goes down hill from there? Well, my husband, who you all thought was perfect until this very moment, and I had one of those arguments last night.

When we got married, we made an agreement that we would follow the advice of a verse of scripture that admonishes, “Don’t let the sun go down on your anger.” We rephrased that, due to the variety of sunset times during the year, to mean “Don’t go to bed mad.”

There are nights we stay up very very late.

But we have never broken that promise. We talk it through and always go to bed having prayed together and said, “I love you.” Every night for ten plus years we’ve made it happen.

Last night we stayed up too late because of something dumb. Which was sad, because yesterday was actually one of the better days we’ve had around here. Tony, by far, had the very best day of his ten that he’s lived with us, I think. He was appropriate, mature, respectful.

This morning, however, he’s already started down a different road. But yesterday was a breath of fresh air.

Five conferences today (Bart will do 2, I will do 3), lunch with friends, and Wednesday night activities and then this “summer than never ends” will be over. And to think I’m a little sad. I'm actually going to miss having them around.

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