I sent an email to the ladies in my church this evening letting them know I had not forgotten them. I have been so consumed with trying to get myself back into the working routine, there hasn't been much time for anything else. The last time I worked during the day was about 3 years ago and the last time I worked Monday through Friday 8-5 was more than 12 years ago. It has been a challenge this last week to do anything other than get myself up, ready and off to work. Then after a full day and the drive home, I am so tired I eat and then fall into bed. Good thing I really like the job!
There are seasons in when the roles between husband and wife have to shift. That has been happening in my life lately and honestly, it is a little weird. For the first time in 10 years of marriage, my husband went to the grocery store with a list. I was so careful to write exactly the name of each item and even the color of one of the boxes. Really, I felt a bit guilty that I couldn't do it myself. He also offered to go to the bank and post office, but relinquishing control on the grocery shopping was all I could handle at this point. You know we women have an, "I can do it all" attitude.
One of my co-workers was telling me this week how the roles in her house have also changed recently. She started working about 10 days ago and was already in school four nights a week. She works, like me, from 8-5 and then goes directly to class until 9pm. On top of that she is pregnant. She was so exhausted the other evening she couldn't even stay awake long enough to move the clothes from washer to dryer. She asked her husband just to move them over so the scrubs would be dry for work the next morning. When she awoke, he had not only moved the clothes but folded everything that had been in the dryer. She told me his thoughtfulness was better than any flowers or gifts. She's right, it is often the little things that touch your heart.
Tonight we went out for pizza. This is because I still haven't figured out exactly how to get dinner ready each night after work. So, Steve states at the restaurant table, "I can start cooking." The best part is he actually does know how. You don't spend 27 years at a firehouse and not come away with some skills. I responded with, "Just give me a little more time to get my act together." I really am appreciative, but millions of women manage to do it and so will I. Until then, we are eating cereal, sandwiches and leftovers. I am grateful four pieces of pizza came home with us to buy me some more time.
More importantly, I am grateful for a husband who is willing to step outside our ususal roles and assist me. In the end, I want to be able to accomplish the tasks related to our home myself. But until I can figure out how to make all that work, Steve is willing to take part. It is important I do not let this job take away from our primary goal here - to shepherd Church @ The Lake. And that means, my husband needs to be available to concentrate his efforts in that area. So, I pray God gives me the strength and endurance I need to "do it all" as they say.
In His service
Mally
There are seasons in when the roles between husband and wife have to shift. That has been happening in my life lately and honestly, it is a little weird. For the first time in 10 years of marriage, my husband went to the grocery store with a list. I was so careful to write exactly the name of each item and even the color of one of the boxes. Really, I felt a bit guilty that I couldn't do it myself. He also offered to go to the bank and post office, but relinquishing control on the grocery shopping was all I could handle at this point. You know we women have an, "I can do it all" attitude.
One of my co-workers was telling me this week how the roles in her house have also changed recently. She started working about 10 days ago and was already in school four nights a week. She works, like me, from 8-5 and then goes directly to class until 9pm. On top of that she is pregnant. She was so exhausted the other evening she couldn't even stay awake long enough to move the clothes from washer to dryer. She asked her husband just to move them over so the scrubs would be dry for work the next morning. When she awoke, he had not only moved the clothes but folded everything that had been in the dryer. She told me his thoughtfulness was better than any flowers or gifts. She's right, it is often the little things that touch your heart.
Tonight we went out for pizza. This is because I still haven't figured out exactly how to get dinner ready each night after work. So, Steve states at the restaurant table, "I can start cooking." The best part is he actually does know how. You don't spend 27 years at a firehouse and not come away with some skills. I responded with, "Just give me a little more time to get my act together." I really am appreciative, but millions of women manage to do it and so will I. Until then, we are eating cereal, sandwiches and leftovers. I am grateful four pieces of pizza came home with us to buy me some more time.
More importantly, I am grateful for a husband who is willing to step outside our ususal roles and assist me. In the end, I want to be able to accomplish the tasks related to our home myself. But until I can figure out how to make all that work, Steve is willing to take part. It is important I do not let this job take away from our primary goal here - to shepherd Church @ The Lake. And that means, my husband needs to be available to concentrate his efforts in that area. So, I pray God gives me the strength and endurance I need to "do it all" as they say.
In His service
Mally
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