Safety Guy is in a tough place regarding bullying and dealing with everyday annoyances at school and at home. He's made great progress over the years, but we're in a big time short term slump. He's frustrated, and acting out verbally at everyone who gets on his nerves, which includes just about everyone around him. He's had some trouble at school, yelling and swearing at other kids who get in his face and his space (on purpose or by accident, makes little difference to him). He's grounded for the third time in a month.
Tech Guy is having his own struggles right now. We're not in anywhere near as bad a place as we were almost a year and a half ago, before getting marriage counseling, but there are disturbing echoes going on. Both of us are working hard to maintain our marriage and help our children, not to mention earn a living and keep the house from falling apart or be buried in a landslide of laundry and clutter, but we're both overtired, overstressed, and maxed out. Something has to give.
This week has had some hopeful things occur, mostly in the way of spring arriving early. My crocuses are in bloom. My daffodils and tulips are sprouting. I've been able to start edging the small garden beds in the back yard and cleaning out the strawberry patch. The robins and birds of spring are back, and last night I heard the first spring peepers of the season earlier than I've ever heard them before. (One downer: the mosquitoes are back too.) I got to go for a bike ride with the kids yesterday, and there was a gorgeous bright coral pink and smoky purple sunset. I finished my winter sowing a couple days ago, and I've already got sprouts in two containers sown in January (oriental poppies are usually my first sprouts, and this year they're the early birds again). It's been warm, more like April than March, so I've had the house windows open as much as possible.
Dogwood blossoms, from our old house, 2008.
Today my parents are coming up for a visit. I can hardly wait to see them! The only concern I have is that I'm sure my mother's mom-radar will pick up that I'm down. That's not necessarily bad, but just discussing what's bothering me will bring me down, so I hope we don't spend much time talking about it. I'd like to just enjoy the time with them on a sunny, beautiful spring day.
Time to go do a quick tidy before Mom and Dad get here, but before then, I want to share one of my favorite hymns, which perfectly expresses the ultimate foundation of my hope and my reason for pressing on: