I have some questions for God.
Why, when you give Jon and I such a fabulous gift to start our lives over does it have to hurt everyone I love? I believe that our move across country was a God given gift for us. We have never lived together without children, and we both were tied into out families so much that our relationship went on the back burner more times than I care to count.
Now, we have recieved our gift and we are forever grateful. I just wonder why it had to hurt everyone back home.
My daughter and my sister are living together in our previous house, which is a fabu three bed, two bath right on the 15th hole of the golf course. Who could ask for anything more? Those two, for sure. Aside from missing me, they are snarking at eachother all the time. Today it got really bad, and here I am 4,600 miles away, talking to both of them on my cell phone trying to iron things out.
Guess what? My forte in life...keeping the peace...isn't working the least bit on them. Being the peace keeper in the family, aside from the mom, came as easily to me as breathing. Now, there's really nothing I can do. I can be supportive over the air waves, but that is about it. I'm not there to witness the stuff that went down.
Actually, I'm kind of happy about that. Let them stand on thier own two feet, and stop running to me with every little problem.
My question is....was this a good thing for all of us? Should I really be there to iron it all out? Or should I just enjoy my time with my husband househunting? I certainly can't ignore the shit back home. Plus, I certainly can't do a whole lot about it from here.
Why did our God given gift have to screw up everything there?
Is that thier God given gift? To learn how to resolve conflict without me?
All I know is that I am exhausted and all I want to do is go to sleep.
Does anyone have a clue? Am I missing something? |
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