Well, I re-learned the lesson about holding my time loosely in a very real way. I was wrapped up in plans for working on the motorcycle after the kids were in bed only to come home to a house that was way too hot for the kids to sleep. So I spent the time installing the air conditioners, working around the messes in the older two girls rooms, losing my temper and chewing them both out about the messes, snapping at Becky, and in general being disagreeable and irritating and stressful to my family. Not being salt and light by any stretch of the imagination.
Apologizing to the kids the next morning was as humbling as ever. Maybe one of these times it will provide enough chagrin to make the lesson stick for the rest of my life, instead of just a few months at best.
Grandma Stevens passed away while I was working on the air conditioners. I stopped to check my phone on a whim while moving fans and saw the text from Janet. I passed the news on to Becky by leaning out Liam’s open window and talking to her while she was in the pool with the kids. It was kind of surreal in a way. Very matter of fact in the middle of the bustle of life.
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