To those who know us personally, it isn’t a surprise to know we’ve been struggling. The move from Active Duty to civilian life has not been an easy experience. There have been more bumps in the road than either my husband or I ever expected.
During Poetry Tea Time we generally read just one or two poems before we jump into other books we’re enjoying; and the tea is often replaced with hot chocolate, chocolate milk or smoothies, the feeling is the same.
Love isn’t about the way a person looks, it’s about the connection you have with someone’s heart. It’s the butterflies you get in your stomach when you know you’re going to see them; it’s the comfort their presence brings you, without them saying anything. It’s knowing that you don’t have to doll yourself up all the time to impress them, because they’re impressed with the way God created you. They don’t love you because of the adornments you use to be fashionable or beautiful for a materialistic world.
The second time he deployed, our eldest was a toddler, and that changed everything. His absence was no longer only affecting me, but was affecting a little girl who didn’t understand why her daddy wasn’t home to tuck her in.
Then take a breath, and say hello to the only one who has loved you without ceasing since before you were born.
To that end, I’ve decided I need a focused plan for keeping more connected to God before joining in fellowship with others at church.
Our society today applauds those who can multi-task. The truth is, however, that no one really can focus on more than one thing at a time. Something always gets dropped or lost in the constant shuffling between tasks.
I swore I would never treat my children the way my siblings and I were treated when we were growing up. I swore my kids would never have a reason to question whether they are loved.
When I was still a perfect parent–living under my parents’ roof, wearing clothes they bought for me, talking on the phone (a landline!) they paid for; I swore I would never treat my children the way my parents treated me. I wouldn’t keep my children from doing what they wanted, make them do chores, or tell them no. I would be different. I’d understand them, and treat them with “respect”.
Our marriage hasn’t been easy, and there were plenty of times early on when we could have turned our backs and moved on without each other, but we didn’t.
We also knew that in order to keep moving forward we needed to start actively being part of each other’s lives. We needed to commit to doing something together that would bring us closer.
Not just to each other, but to the LORD as well.