That’s not to say our time was completely peaceful, but I was able to allow the “explosion” to happen and keep my distance, stay in the moment and not get pulled in. As I’ve often said, “you can’t have a power struggle if both of you aren’t struggling.”
I usually use these “days between” to renew my own energy. This year, we flew to our son’s in Chicago on Christmas day. (Since my husband is a professional Santa, he worked through Christmas Eve). It was a wonderful trip and we had a great time with our son, his girlfriend and our daughter and granddaughter. Our entire family was together for a rare celebration. But with a delayed flight on the way home – and very little sleep, I’m feeling a little overwhelmed with everything I think I need to do in order to be prepared for my work week.
I have caught up on mail, posting payments and paying bills. My husband has handled the wash – and once we sort through all the toys that need to find a new home, I’m ready to enjoy the peace and quiet of coming back to a routine that provides safety and order to life. What doesn’t get done, doesn’t get done. It’s another exercise in living in the moment.