So yesterday's post was kind of surfacey, not very deep or what I have been thinking about writing lately. I have several posts that I've written in my head, but then I self-edit and they never end up here. There is a lot on my heart and in my head that are stirring my emotions, but I'm afraid of laying it all out there, perhaps making someone angry, possibly being rejected. I've been self-editing my whole life. Always worried of truly exposing myself, being the people-pleaser, facing the disapproval and thoughts of others. But my thoughts are always filled with these things and isn't the point of blogging to get it out of your head? So maybe I'll risk and write what I really want to write.
Jeff's out of town on a business trip to Chicago - I hate it when he goes on business trips. This time he asked me to go with him, but we couldn't find a babysitter. I was so excited about the possibility since it's been 3 years since we had an overnight without the kids. And that was my 30th birthday in Chicago. The first night away I'd had from the girls. We fought a lot that weekend because there were things going on under the surface that we hadn't broken yet. It was a couple of weeks later that we started our 3 years of marriage counseling. So if you do the math, I've been away with my husband just once since having kids 6 years ago. I think we're overdue.