Day 3: Patience is a Virtue

Today I was grumpy. And when I say grumpy, I mean G.R.U.M.P.Y. Sometimes it's for obvious reasons like lack of sleep and sometimes it's beyond even my comprehension. Today was one of latter -- until I had an epiphany while erupting over taking out the trash.

With Chris gone in Aspen during the week, my control of time does not exist. Sofia time, Nico time, Sky Vista time, anybody else time seems to take precedence. Don't get me wrong, I get a few minutes to myself here and there, but rarely do I get to be in control of the moments of my day. There is simply too much to do. Thus, on the weekends when my husband is home, I thrive for the chance to slow down; to be in charge of the clock.

When the alarm clock went off this morning, I already felt trapped by the day. Things seemed to snowball from there, hence the Incredible Hulk grumpiness once I got to taking out the trash at noon. Thankfully, I have a pretty incredible husband. One of the things that I most appreciate about him is that when I am exploring the extremes of my emotional spectrum, he is completely calm about it all. He gives me time (without me requesting it!) to just be and figure things out. He is honest and real.

Chris, I know I wasn't the easiest to be around today. But today, you were more patient with me than I think you have ever been in our 14 years of being together. There is a reason that God brought us together and I was reminded of that by looking in your eyes this afternoon. You are my best friend and the love of my life. Today, I am thankful for YOU.