I spent Thanksgiving with my dad, step-mom and 2 out of my 3 brothers, it was unusually quiet day because my nephews were with their mother and my husband was with his mom,step -dad, grandma, brothers, his dad and step mom with nieces and nephews. I was thankful to God for blessing me for all that He has given me, my life is modest but compare to the instability I’ve had my whole life I am living comfortable now. Don’t misunderstand me I wish I was working being a paid writer but right now that is not in the cards for me and for now I’m ok with it until I can get an article published.
My smiles on Thursday were spurious because my husband and I were spending Thanksgiving apart. We’re not separated by all means, thank God but he choose to spend his day with his family and not with me and because of his choice I was sadden Thursday. He showed up to my dad’s around 5:30 p.m., I was so shocked because I didn’t think he was going to show up. We went outside my dad’s and he told me that our marriage is of God and I believe that but like I mentioned on a previous day on my blog, he doesn’t defend me when it comes to criticism from his family or when it comes to choosing holiday time.
We made up like we always do but I don’t see how you can put a band-aid on a broken limb. I told him that we needed to seek godly help in church and come Sunday he played the “I’m so tired” card. I wonder just how much longer that band-aid will hold?