Every Friday we unite for five minutes. Only five minutes, that's all we get, that's all we have. And then, right where we are, no edits or second thoughts, we publish those words. This week, we write on turn.
As a parent, it feels like you take turns making us crazy.
One person is fine, the other is not.
One person is acting kind, the other is not.
One person is just being, the other is not.
As an adult, I take a turn too.
There are times I am throwing an actual temper tantrum.
There are times I am filled with actual joy and feeling full.
There are times I am so blue, so sad, so hurt.
As a couple, we take turns feeling good and not so good about us.
Feeling unmoved, not on the same page, too angry, frustrated.
Feeling loved, loving, together, partners.
Holding hands, touching toes, or being unable to be around each other.
In life, we take turns feeling this way or that.
I spent a lot of this year focusing on how this or that makes me feel.
Remembering that I matter too, my feelings matter too.
Remembering the respect and love I hold for others, it's time I did that for me, just a little.
I needed to move in the direction of not being a doormat, not being a punching bag.
It was and still is my turn.