For a few weeks there, it seemed like my husband and I were losing ourselves in this new norm. He was one with the mission, and I was morphing into a character that was a mix between Blair Waldorf, of Gossip Girl, and Pam, from The Office. My lonely nights were spent clicking “next episode” on Netflix, trying to stop my mind from wondering,
‘Is he awake?’
‘How did he sleep?’
‘Did he sleep at all?’
‘Does he have anyone to talk to?’
‘Is he afraid?’
‘Does he even know what fear is anymore?’
‘Is he trapped in this new world just like I am?’
‘Will this ever end?’
‘God, stop my mind from racing, please…’
‘Next episode, Cathi…next episode.’
It seems as though we’ve made it out of that slump and into our next “up phase”. We’re communicating a lot more often, and he’s been sharing more about his frustrations (without interfering with OPSEC, of course). We are each other’s best friends, and it hurts me to sense that he’s hurting, angry, or burnt out. It’s worse when there is absolutely nothing I can physically do to help him. These past couple of weeks, our prayer warriors have been on top of it! God has done what He tends to do, and He’s “healed the broken-hearted…” (Ps 147:3). My activities are wonderful coping strategies, and you should totally try one of them, or even some of your own, but nothing can take the place of talking your fears over with God. TV can’t cleans your mind, a good book can’t calm your fears, and listening to music won’t drown out the echo of the silence that is a constant reminder of your loneliness. Only the peace that comes from the gentle hushes of the Lord will calm you into sweet dreams and wake you with joy and gratitude. Take few moments to whisper to Him, and He will rock you to sleep as you talk, casting every care onto Him as quickly as you let the words slip out of your mouth. That’s peace, my friends. Ain’t nothing else like it.
Activity #42: Dunkin Donuts Coffee at Starbucks
My husband’s Android-turned-iphone-buddy (sorry you had to find out this way sweetheart…he’s turned to the dark-side) joined me for this one! The boys got to be around a dude for a bit, and it would’ve probably been cooler if they weren’t stuck at Starbucks, but nevertheless, dude-time went down. I turned Nolan C. into a Dunkin Donuts believer! I picked up 2 cups of pumpkin coffee along with 2 hot chocolates for the boys. Next, I hopped over to Starbucks to buy one single pumpkin spice latte. Then, we drank and sat in the steel chairs with the sun beaming down on our faces…seriously, those umbrellas are useless. The only thing that could turn me into a Starbucks believer would be a playground. I’d sacrifice taste and cost for a jungle gym and some monkey bars for my kids…but please, no swings. I love pushing my kids on the swing, but not during the perfect coffee temperature time period.
Why you should choose Dunkin Donuts coffee over Starbucks
…According to me