A Little Epiphany - (and a newbie delurking)

[Dia]

Hmm, I think I just accrued some 'saint' points with H tonight, too.

I cooked a big meal last night, and really didn't feel like it tonight. We have a school potluck tomorrow, so I'll be gearing up for that, too. So tonight, I made a verbal note of the leftovers but then told H that I wanted some fish tacos from the surf shack. H demurred, saying it was his game night and he didn't want to run out on his buddies.

Dia: No, I didn't mean having dinner out. I'm going to go get food and bring it back. What do you want?

H (incredulously): You're offering to bring me a fish taco? (Yes, immediately after the the 'nuts' thing... but I digress. Although, we *did* make a quick reference to Sandra Bernhard.)

Dia: Yup. Is that what you want?

H: Oh, but I couldn't. That wouldn't be fair since I'd be taking the food and hiding in my office gaming.

Dia <grinning>: I know it's your game night: it's cool. And you'll be hiding in your office with or without food, so it might as well be with.

H (tentative, and staring at me in disbelief): Ok, I want a Summerville Special?

Dia: Sure. Be back in a few.

A few mins later, I said it seemed like he felt conflicted about the gaming and was that correct. He answered that yes, he did have some guilt about it, but that it wasn't coming from me. To clarify, he meant he was feeling guilty entirely internally, and not as a reaction to anything I was saying or doing.

That's very good to hear coming from him, because blaming me for his own emotional states, esp. for him feeling bad about something, used to be one of our issues.

So I brought him his burger and onion rings to his computer, then went about my business. H is hanging with his buddies, so he's happy. Kidlet is eating fish and chips and watching H game, so he's happy, and I'm watching the sunset over the water and marvelling that God could have created so MANY shades of purple - so I'm happy, too!