Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Her first broken heart: Deep Feelings


It happened so suddenly. And so unexpectedly. My daughter’s first heart break. Four and a half years old. She just found out that her very (new) best friend in the whole world had to go back to Texas. Our neighbors’ niece was staying with them for an extended time. She and Lovey made fast friends. They played well together and were two pees in a pod. KK was much more adventurous than Lovey which complimented her quiet nature perfectly. Lovey loved KK from day one. Then the unexpected, KK told Lovey that she lived in Texas and she was going back in a few days. Lovey protested. “You can stay here with your Padan! You can live here and we can play together every day! Don’t go to Texas!” She was sad and mad and tried everything she could think of to stop this tragedy. It was so hard to see her in so much pain. I suggested the girls draw each other a picture so that they could have a special reminder of the fun they had together. I also took a picture of them holding their drawings so that we could send the photo to KK in Texas. As KK left our house that day to return home to Texas, my daughter’s heart broke. She became overwhelmed with sadness and ran to her room in a puddle of tears. I went to her and she could not even speak, only whimpers then sobs were heard. She was sitting on her bed, holding the drawing from her beloved friend. Tears streaming. I tried to hold her. She wanted to be alone. It was so hard to let her go. I wanted to hold her in my arms, to tell her it was ok. That was not what she needed. She needed to feel this. I quietly backed out of her room, only going to check if she needed me when I heard her whimpers fade. Even then, she didn’t want me to hold her. She was dealing with her first heartbreak and she didn’t want her momma. As hard as it was, I wanted her to have the space she needed to work through her feelings. She emerged from her room holding the drawing and asked if we could find a special place on her shelf for her most beloved drawing. I wrote this poem while reflecting on her heartbreak and her deep feelings. For she is a deep feeler.

Your heart is broken

Alone you sit

Tears falling

I wish you would let me go to you

Hold you


Tears tears

Tears are on my face

Why do these tears come out of my eyes

Take these tears away

Put my tears back

I want my tears


I want to dry your eyes

To make the tears stop

Your body fighting against you

I want to stop the pain


I want to hold you

Please let me hold you

Sigh

Breathe

Peace

Peace
Peace

Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Peacemaking not Peacekeeping: What we have learned about marriage.





My husband and I celebrated our 7th year of marriage a few weeks ago. I can say without doubt that we are more in love now than we were 7 years ago, or three years ago, or yesterday. Or even 12 years ago when we first started dating. We have not had an easy time of marriage. There have been plenty of tears, fights, and long hours of prayer. In fact, in those 5+ years we dated before getting married, there were plenty of arguments with God about whether this whole thing was really going to work out. He assured me that it was His plan for us to marry, and so we did. We both entered marriage with some preconceived ideas about what marriage was. I absolutely believed it was a fairy tale. My husband would adore me. I would serve him dinner and he would praise my cooking. We would spend every second together, holding hands, talking about our dreams. In love. My husband had the idea that marriage meant freedom. No longer living with parents, hanging out with his friends all night, don’t have to answer to nobody, freedom. You can see that our visions of marriage were very different! He was dying to hang out with his friends and work on engines all night, I was dying to go for walks and watch movies cuddled as close as possible all night. I wanted to lay out his clothes, and serve him dinner, and talk about his day. He wanted to do his own thing, his own way, in his own time frame, without someone asking a million questions. It took us nearly 4 years to work out all these kinks! Having children helped me to let him be his own person without trying to parent him. And he eventually grew to appreciate my obsession with being with him constantly! I truly adore him and he really loves that now. And he truly adores me.


We have come such a long way in these 7 years of marriage. There are so many things we have learned along the way. Here are few things we do every day that make our marriage not feel like work.

·        We appreciate each other--out loud! We try to live in a state of thankfulness. We tell each other when we are thankful for an act, a mood, a reaction, a thoughtful gesture. It is common for my husband to say, “Thank you for cooking supper, it was so good and I know you put a lot of love into it.” It is common for me to say, “Thank you for changing Nature Baby’s diaper, I really appreciate it.” Or “Thank you for working so hard for our family. I know you had a really hard day at work and I really appreciate everything you do for us.” Telling someone out loud when you appreciate them does so much for their attitude, self-esteem, and character. Bonus—this spills over to the kids too! Lovey often thanks us for many things throughout the day.

·        We are a team. We do things together. We each do what is necessary in the daily life of this family. We don’t keep score or say “I always have to bathe the kids, why don’t you do it.” We each do what we are good at, what we like to do, and some things we don’t like to do, to get everything done. When one person seems to be overwhelmed, the other picks up more duties until that person is refreshed and ready to take over. We do it because we love each other, and we genuinely want each other to be happy.

·        We spend time together. We don’t get date nights as often as we would like. We have gone on one date since Nature Baby has been born (a year ago) that I can remember and we took him with us. We still feel connected and it is because we make spending time together intentional, even if it isn’t just us. We go for a walk as a family nearly every evening. The kids are happily strapped in the wagon, and we get to walk side by side and talk and laugh, and enjoy nature and each other. Even in busy weeks, where we don’t seem to get time to talk as much as we’d like, we make a point to check in with each other. Whether it is a phone call during my husband’s lunch break, or a kiss while passing in the kitchen, we make an intentional connection.

·        We fight fairly. We don’t argue a ton (we did plenty of that in the first few years of our marriage), but when we do disagree, we do it gently, while considering the other’s view. We try to see the other person’s view point and take into consideration what that person is feeling, thinking, and believing. We understand each other, our hearts, and our goals for this family. When emotions rise, tempers flare, and hormones surge, we don’t resort to ugly fighting, name calling, badgering, or abuse. We consider the other person, the impact our words might have long term, and we try to be diplomatic. When we know we have crossed a line, we apologize. Being honest, I’m not really a fighter. I tend to stop talking cold turkey and walk the other way. I get so worked up about the possibility of hurting the others person’s feelings that I tend to not say anything, even if it would be helpful to the situation. I often have to come back and say calmly what I feel caused the argument and what would help change it. My husband will admit that he is quicker to anger. He tends to say first, then think on it, then return to apologize. He is very diligent in apologizing and is always sincere. But he will also tell you that I am known to say “It’s better to not say something you’ll have to regret later, than to say it and have to apologize.” Admittedly, I might say this as a defense to why I don’t like to argue, but it is still true. I have come a long way in learning to be a peacemaker not just a peacekeeper. In case you aren’t sure the difference, a peacekeeper does anything to keep peace, even if it means not talking through situations that need to change. A peacemaker does the work of navigating through the situation, the feelings, and beliefs, to bring change and reconciliation. My husband has come a long way in managing anger and not reacting too harshly or quickly.

·        We trust each other. We trust that the other person has our best interest, and the interest of the family at heart. When my husband is considering a work related change, I trust that he knows what is best for our family and will make the decision that makes sense for all of us. When considering a parenting decision, my husband trusts that I know our children’s hearts, what works best for each of them, and can help guide them in a way that honors the whole family. I trust my husband with my feelings and he trusts me with his wallet. (If this were a status update, you would be reading LOL here.)  

·        We remember Who is the center of our relationship. As Christians, we believe that God is the center of our relationship. He is the center of our family. We keep in close relationship with Him and we grow closer together. We pray for each other daily. We know that God has a plan for our lives and we work toward that plan by praying, studying, and seeking his will. When I wake up early enough, I catch my husband kneeling beside the couch praying for us. It makes a difference in a marriage, and a family, when you pray for one another.

·        We don’t give up. We recognize that our marriage has extreme value. We have extreme value. We won’t let some trivial thing end what God has created. We will not let anything cause us to entertain thoughts of divorce. We do everything possible to reconcile. Even in the really rough years of our marriage, when we questioned everything, we knew this would not be a marriage that ends in divorce. We love each other. We value each other. And we won’t give up. We understand that marriages do not begin with the thoughts of future divorce. Many people find themselves holding divorce papers that they never anticipated. We are intentional about not letting anything separate us in mind or in heart. We are quick to reconcile, quick to forgive, and quick to pray. We have to talk about the hard stuff—the stuff that we carry into this marriage from long before we knew each other. We (have to) trust each other. And we trust that God put us together for a purpose, and for always.