Monday, April 4, 2011

Home again, home again, jiggety jog

Hello friends, back from the first vacation with three of my kids, the Mr. and my 15-year-old stepson. I'd love to report that it all went swimmingly. That we soaked up the Mexican sun, played and laughed endlessly and generally spent 7 wonderful days enjoying each other's company.

That's what I'd love to report. The reality was sadly much different. It was one of the most difficult trips I've ever taken. Too much togetherness, perhaps. It felt as though a magnifying glass was held up to each of us and what we saw wasn't pretty. Frustrating behavior (two of the four boys), impatience (me), indecision (the Mr.).  Not to mention that the Mr. and I were each getting over wicked sinus/ear infections that not even liberal doses of tequila could conquer.

Two days home and it feels like we're still rebounding from the tension -- the adults more so than the kids. Somethings need to change, and that feels kind of scary. I'm not sure how that's going to look or what that conversation is going to sound like. But something very clearly needs to change or I worry about our ability to successfully, happily and lovingly move forward.

Working hard to choose happy.

1 comment:

  1. Welcome back! We missed or should I say I missed your postings.

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