Today my husband and I are trying to clear out some clutter from our house. This is a really big deal for me - I've actually been writing a post about some of this, but it's still in progress. Maybe I'll finish it later today.
But for now, I just wanted to write a minute on what this feels like. It's like trying to skip down a path with our ankles tied together with a foot-long string. Every now and then we actually get completely in sync, and the flow is wonderful. The rest of the time one of us is pulling against the other, or straining off in a slightly different rhythm... it's hard, hard work. I am so grateful that we are working on it together, though, 'cause I just can't do it by myself, the emotions are too big.
Well, I guess what I just did was to sit down in the middle of that path to take a little break - and my husband is patiently standing beside me, waiting for me to get my wind back. Time to get back up and try the skip-dance some more...
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