Coming to Grips

It's been an interesting few weeks. I pulled my lower back out moving furniture around my house while I painted the living room, dining room, and kitchen. Then, I think in response to my husband's CA vacation with his girlfriend (and my parents' response to same), I grew a cyst at the base of my neck. Augmentin has mostly cleared it up. I think I can handle the stress emotionally and cognitively/intellectually, but my body begs to differ. This week I threw away a commemorative plate that was given to us as a wedding present. It felt weird to throw it away -- not that I ever really liked it -- but it was homemade.... Will I ever be celebrating that anniversary again? Doubtful. I know there's a part of me that really wants reconciliation and wants my husband back, but I don't know why that's so -- comfort, security, the known vs. the unknown? -- I can't rationalize it. And I'm not sure it's "the right move," or "the right thing to do" in any case. If someone could assure me it was absolutely the proper course of action for the kids, and if I knew I wouldn't bring the whole situation up again the next time we argued.... I guess I might consider it....

In call-to-ministry-related news, I had another annual interview with the Committee on Preparation for Ministry -- it went pretty well -- I think they took it easy on me in light of the separation news (also it was August and it seemed many were on vacation -- including my pastor and my Session liaison). So we just had a nice chat. I'm guessing my Th.M. advisor is back from his Maine vacation -- hope his health has improved too -- need to call him next week. In the meantime, I am off the Washington D.C. this weekend for a Religious Coalition for Reproductive Choice meeting, and oldest will tour Georgetown University. Will be a nice change of pace. This week I gave my Kenya trip report to the partnership committee -- that went fairly well, though the news of some of our snafus was frustrating to those just hearing it (not to mention those of us re-living it!). Oh, well. It has just started pouring rain here -- we could use it. I love to sleep to the sound of rain on the roof. Good night!