I think what really bothered me is that she skips all the stress and just has fun. I had to get them ready, setup camp, put them to bed, organize the meals, pay for the camping, etc....
She pops in, has dinner, laughs and plays with them for an hour and then skips town and posts pictures of her wonderful weekend. They are so happy to see her. I get arguing and fighting. She gets adoration and love.
Thank goodness for my MIL who is always there for me and camped the whole weekend with us.
//For me - it was a constant process. The angrier I got, the more I prayed//
So true. I have been told that the source of anger is a lack of faith. That we do not truly believe that God loves us and has promised to work all things for our good. Thank you for reminding me. Apparently, I need to be reminded often.
