Posts Tagged ‘Healing’

Friday, April 15, 2011

 

Yesterday was an even more stressful day than usual for Ceecee at work.  They tend to get that way the closer to the end of the school year it gets.

I knew she needed something to pick her up and I came up with an idea as the day went on.  She’s a kid at heart, so I decided to let her get out of her “grown-up” responsibilities and just let her be a “kid” for a while.

During my free period on the afternoon, I ran over to the dollar store and picked up some sidewalk chalk, bubbles, and a coloring book and crayons.

After work, we went to this little hole in the wall place downtown that has the best greasy sandwiches in town (yes, we’re not supposed to be eating that stuff) and got orders to go.  then we walked to a nearby park where I gave her the things I bought and let her “play.”

The park is adjacent to the local Double A baseball team’s stadium and we saw that they were getting ready to have a game, so we walked over and bought tickets, purely on spontaneity.  It was a great afternoon and evening of fun, and it just came out of loving her and knowing her so well.  It was simple and inexpensive, but it made memories and reinforced my love and the idea that I will always be there for her.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Hard to believe I’m still at Macy’s.  This was a “summer job” that I took in July of last year while Ceecee and I were separated.

It wasn’t that I needed the money, it was that I needed to show her that I was committed to doing whatever it took to provide and be a leader in making sure she could be secure if we got back together.  It turned out to be a very important step, but I never planned on keeping it for this long.

Ceecee is looking to make a change in her employment, too.  She’s been working as a paraprofessional at the same school where I teach.

She works with the behavior disorder students and it’s a really tough job.  They are hiring a full-time library aide for next year and she has applied for it, so we’re hoping.  As much as she loves books and reading, it would be the ideal job for her.

 

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Took our bikes down the South Creek Trail today and enjoyed the nice weather in the early part of the day.  This is one of the places where we go to train and it’s a pretty ride and a great place to run.  We also brought a picnic in backpacks so we can eat in the park after our ride.

Later today and tonight, some severe weather is supposed to move in and my wife especially still gets quite scared when there is even a chance of tornadoes.  I know this, so I got us some movies and some foot cream and I’m going to set her up in comfort for some pampering tonight to help her relax and keep her mind off the weather.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Too much stress this week at work and now a hilarious twist.

We’re giving the MAP test this week, which is Missouri’s mandatory annual state testing.  That keeps everybody on edge, and the schedule is completely disrupted, which gets the students all out of kilter, so it’s a bad combination all the way around.

So today, I get called into the principal’s office.  This usually isn’t good and I don’t know what I did, so i’m running through possible scenarios in my mind as to what the nature of the offense could be.

Did something regarding my administering of the MAP test happen?  It has before and I don’t want a repeat of that, so I’ve been extra careful to cross all my t’s and dot all my i’s.

Could a parent have called with a complaint about something?  Did I neglect some part of my duties or fail to fulfill some expectation that I’m not aware of?

No, it turned out to be none of those.  In fact, I’m quite sure I wouldn’t have been able to come up with this one no matter how hard I tried.

I was called in for PDA.  That’s what we refer to in the student conduct section of the handbook as “Personal Display of Affection.”  That’s the student conduct section, not the teacher’s handbook.

You see, Ceecee and I work at the same junior high, and apparently it’s a problem that we are, to borrow a line from Elf, “In love and we don’t care who knows.”  Yes, I got busted for PDA with my wife at school.

Now, it’s not like we’re making out in the halls or the classroom.  We do hold hands when we walk and we sit close at faculty meetings and assemblies, but I’m pretty sure that’s the extent of it.

In all fairness to the principal, he seemed extremely uncomfortable with the whole conversation, as if he realized how silly it sounded, especially after he admitted that he sometimes gives his wife, who works in our district office, a kiss when she comes to have lunch with him.  I promised to be more “professional” in the future and it’s all good.

I can’t help wondering who reported us, though, or why?  An unhappy person, I suspect, who is not experiencing the kind of happiness we are.

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Eight months.

I moved into the old loft with Ceecee to end our separation on August 2 of last year.  She has become so much more than my treasure.  She truly is my queen.

My love for her continues to grow, and my commitment to learn to be the best man I can be for her and for my Lord continues growing as well.  We’ve learned so much, come so far, and overcome so many challenges in these past eight months.

Things aren’t perfect, nor can they ever be, this side of heaven.  They are better than I could even have imagined, though.

I’ll never have an answer to the question of, “Could we have gotten here without going through the things that we did, but I would never go back to where we were, and forward is the only option for where we go now.

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Today was our monthly day trip to St. Louis and we went to the City Museum for the first time.  We’ve often heard about it and people have told us to go for quite some time now, but we never did until today.

It’s unlike any place I’ve ever been and I can’t really even begin to describe it on here.  Let me just say, it’s not a museum.  At least not in any sense of the word that I’ve ever known.  It’s essentially a huge indoor playground for people of all ages in a huge old downtown building.

It’s made out of all sorts of recycled materials and found items.  It has a 10 story slide, a huge man-made cave area that you can literally get lost in, an arts and crafts area, a human hamster wheel, two bars, a vintage clothing store and I could go on and on.

On the roof, which was closed today due to weather, there are climbing areas and I’m not sure what all.  There’s also an aquarium inside that guests can visit for an additional fee.

Today, we had an unexpected snow, and we watched it from inside the museum.  It was beautiful, and it turned St. Louis into a beautiful wonderland just for the day.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

 

We’re back at work this week and back to work on our fitness goals.  It’s less than 5 months to the Tour de Cox and our vow renewal.

We’ve been enjoying life a lot and not working out nearly as much as we should be.  It’s time to get back on our bikes in earnest.

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Interesting day today, to say the least.

It was beautiful waking up together in our new loft.  Unfortunately, I had to work a long mid-shift at Macy’s today, so I didn’t get much time to enjoy it.

Ceecee stayed home and watched the St. Patrick’s Day parade from our loft windows this afternoon.  Our loft is right on the square and the parade literally passed by right underneath the window.  She called me at lunch and told me that there were zombies in the parade and that a sudden freak hail storm hit right in the middle of it.

Tonight, she hosted a Pure Romance party for our oldest daughter.  Yes, hosted.  As in, it was at our place that we just moved in to yesterday.  I guess at least one person there wouldn’t believe that we had only moved in the day before, but, as I’ve said, my wife is amazing.

Anyway, it wasn’t over yet when I got there, so I saw and heard some very interesting things when I opened the front door.  Pure Romance, is it?  We have plenty of that right now, thank you very much!

Friday, March 18, 2011(Day 221)

If you’re going to move, this is the way to do it.  

It’s Spring Break this week and we already brought over a lot of our clothes and much of the fragile and awkward stuff in the car yesterday.  My wife is amazing when it comes to figuring out where everything goes and getting everything unpacked and put up.  

This morning, we picked up the truck and had a few friends (who we bribed with pizza, of course) show up to help.  We had everything moved by about 11:00 when my parents showed up with pizza for everyone.  Soon after, Ceecee had everything unpacked and you truly couldn’t tell that we had just moved in that morning.  

When I took the truck back mid-afternoon, I stopped at the wine store and picked up a bottle of Champagne (as in real Champagne from France, not the fake California stuff).  I also got some strawberries, and you know where this is going….

The day Ceecee left me, when she moved into the old loft, she wanted Champagne and strawberries to celebrate with.  I didn’t understand that then, and I probably never will, but the fact that she wants to share them with me tonight, on the first night living in our new place means more than I can say.

We’re also going to take in our first opera tonight at a downtown theater about a block from our new loft.  This is the life we’ve dreamed of!

Thursday, March 17, 2011

What a beautiful time of restoration this is.

This morning, Ceecee and I had breakfast at Gailey’s, an old fashioned diner downtown right near our new loft.  It’s become a special place for us and symbolic of our “new” marriage.

Afterward, we went over to City Utilities to get our service turned on at the new loft.  It sounds silly, I suppose, but it turned out to be the highlight of my day.

See, when we separated, I was there in City Utilities when she got service in only her name on the old loft, the one where she lived by herself before I moved back in.  I stood by while she said she was the only one who would be living there and that there was no one else on the account.

Today, my heart nearly burst when I stood with her at the same counter and I heard her say, “my husband,” when the lady asked her if anyone else would be living in the new place.

Once we were done there, we picked up the keys to the new place and started taking a couple of car loads of fragile stuff over.  Tomorrow morning, we get the truck and do the main moving.

I don’t like moving, but this is one move I’m truly looking forward to!