Saturday, July 10, 2004
Blame him
I remember several years ago my husband telling me I could blame him for bad stuff when I was too upset to think straight. So tonight when I learned that my son's friend chose to go with his parents somewhere instead of to a movie with my son, I got upset. Not because the friend changed his plans, but because he chose to go somewhere with his parents. Both boys are 20 years old. Our son won't do annnything with us. At first I tried to just blow it off as nothing. What a silly little thing to get upset over. But it just kept eatin' at me. I finally ended up yelling at my husband and blaming him. He soon went to his workshop. And I didn't feel any better. I guess I should have screamed and cried right from the start. About half an hour later I went to the workshop and he was just as sweet as ever and said that he was sorry that I felt bad. He is a rare jewel. Thank you God.