Wife and I have spoken a little and texted a little this morning. Some business, some quasi-business. All fine.
This afternoon I decided I was going to reach out and either text or call her. As I'm reaching for the phone, she calls. I'll transcribe the beginning and end of the call as well as the subsequent texts.
Me: Hello Wife:What ya doin? Me: Thinking about you Wife:Awe, that's sweet. What else? Me: On my way to get the girls Wife:Cool. I think you should let them play outside today since it's so nice out. Me: Yeah, it's beautiful today, I was already planning on that. Gonna load up the bikes and everything...
Wife:Well, I just called to tell you to let the girls play outside... Me: Whatever. Wife:No really, that's it. I'm not that nice. I know you wish I was that nice, but I'm not. Me: I think you are nice Wife:Well... I'm not. I don't think so at all, I'm just not nice. Me: Okay. (puzzled) Wife:Well, I gotta get back to it, got lots of packages still. I'll talk to you later. Me: Ok, bye.
Texting:
Me: You used to be that nice, what happened? Wife:I'm broken Me: Why? Wife:I'm trying to be nice Me: What does that mean? (<-- I could have left this out I think) Me: J***, we're all broken. And who knows about all your brokenness better than me? (<-- Maybe a little much, too) (Still no reply an hour later, not expecting one either.)
I want to tell her that I forgive her. Don't know if I should. She obviously doesn't see the road home smooth and paved or we wouldn't be having these types of conversations.
Maybe I just need to keep working on me and stay where I was and not court just yet.
Me 47 - W 35 M 9 - T 10 2 Daughters - 7 & 9 Discovery of EA- 8/4/14 S - 8/5/15 D mentioned - 9/11/14 R & Piecing - 3/17/15 Regard one another as more important than yourselves. - Philippians 2:3