We have always had a very matriarchal home.
Both of us had bossy moms and invisible dads, bless them:
So go figure.
I have been praying my GUTS out about this for ten years or so. Since I got sick anyways.
Both of us are out of balance, you know? It feels yucky.
So I saw a little piece of my answer the other day. 🌻
we’ve both been going to counseling for years. (SERiously messed up.)
Hubby planned (!) a Christmas tree thing for us.
He made sure we all went.(!!)
We had fun. (!!)
We did not fight. (!!!)
It was so great.
**We went and got a Christmas tree
** listened to fun music
**bought trimmings at Walmart.
It was a beautiful day.
Then we came home and I collapsed (health) and Dillon and the kids fixed up the tree. 🌻
me getting sick has been a great gift for our marriage,
(though it’s like to kill both of us. Yikes!)
If a man is going to have the chutzpah to lead, a woman has to have the chutzpah to LET him, you know?
That kind of change takes an act of God and a little courage. (Read chutzpah\faith).
It’s a two-way street.
Either way, toward good or bad right?
so…Christmas shopping. Yeah.
My heart is full of that memory. 🌻
Our first family trip on which we did NOT fight.
I should blog this. (I just did, right?)
I’m not the only
who loves God
a timid man
who also loves God.
He loves my spunkiness.
I love his laid-back-ness.
We can work with this.