Today was simply a beautiful day. I got my daughter out to her taekwondo class and I did some snooping and found out where my hair stylist moved too. The weather warmed up a bit as the skies got clearer and the sun shined. So I asked my daughter to mow the lawn.
No turn over of the engine!
Turned out the battery was zapped during the cold winter, so with some help from a neighbor up the road, we got a new battery and my daughter was able to mow the lawn. Now we look like a respectable member of the neighborhood! Of course with everyone mowing the ramps were in full odor. Ramps are effectively wild onion chives. They grow in early spring and become part of the new mowed smell. I sat out on my deck a bit and enjoyed the new mown lawn and was grateful to be here. My husband may have made a mess of our lives for a while, but this place has a way of making everything seem better. I love looking out at the mountains surrounding us and I feel protected. It's no wonder people don't like to move away from here.
I spoke on the phone with my husband a bit and made him realize how important it was for him to call his daughter. He was trying to not "get in the way" you might say with her busy life, but in reality all it was doing was making her depressed. He was quick to change that, and I did appreciate his sincerity. I asked him a bit later in email (after thanking him for calling her) if he intended to keep up with me as well?
He did in fact email me. I hope it will be at least weekly. I don't know what his real intent here is. I don't know if it's just guilt, or maybe he really is thinking he owes me something. I don't know. We'll see. I have to keep my boundaries up though. I don't believe the kindness is anything more then finding out what is going on. I can't let myself believe anything different. Tomorrow I will go to church, have lunch with friends, and later that evening try and meet the Celebrate Recovery group. I want and need to make new friends and especially be around women that have been through this.
Tonight I'll go to bed happy for this beautiful day. Grateful that my daughter and I despite still butting heads, seem to get along better then we have before, and grateful that so far I seem to be on track to help my son raise a deposit on a new bassoon.
Oh..and we got the lawn mowed. :)
No turn over of the engine!
Turned out the battery was zapped during the cold winter, so with some help from a neighbor up the road, we got a new battery and my daughter was able to mow the lawn. Now we look like a respectable member of the neighborhood! Of course with everyone mowing the ramps were in full odor. Ramps are effectively wild onion chives. They grow in early spring and become part of the new mowed smell. I sat out on my deck a bit and enjoyed the new mown lawn and was grateful to be here. My husband may have made a mess of our lives for a while, but this place has a way of making everything seem better. I love looking out at the mountains surrounding us and I feel protected. It's no wonder people don't like to move away from here.
I spoke on the phone with my husband a bit and made him realize how important it was for him to call his daughter. He was trying to not "get in the way" you might say with her busy life, but in reality all it was doing was making her depressed. He was quick to change that, and I did appreciate his sincerity. I asked him a bit later in email (after thanking him for calling her) if he intended to keep up with me as well?
He did in fact email me. I hope it will be at least weekly. I don't know what his real intent here is. I don't know if it's just guilt, or maybe he really is thinking he owes me something. I don't know. We'll see. I have to keep my boundaries up though. I don't believe the kindness is anything more then finding out what is going on. I can't let myself believe anything different. Tomorrow I will go to church, have lunch with friends, and later that evening try and meet the Celebrate Recovery group. I want and need to make new friends and especially be around women that have been through this.
Tonight I'll go to bed happy for this beautiful day. Grateful that my daughter and I despite still butting heads, seem to get along better then we have before, and grateful that so far I seem to be on track to help my son raise a deposit on a new bassoon.
Oh..and we got the lawn mowed. :)
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