You’ll get your top ten tomorrow – pinky swear. Today, you get a reflection. Lucky you!
Many of you regular
stalkers, oops *readers* know that Scott and I have been going to counseling for the past several months. We’re gaining so much and learning about one another more than I ever dreamed. I mean, we’re going on 14 years of marriage and 18 years of knowing each other. That’s a long time.
I’m not really sure what I expected. For reals, you hear about counseling and I think dark room, long couch and someone across the way muttering, ‘Mmm, hmm. And, so how does that make you feel?’ A bazillion dollars later you leave wondering what got solved. Our experience has been nothing like that. Well…there is the couch 🙂 Our counselor/therapist is helping Scott and I tweak the little things, process all that’s gone on with Luke and helping us to become better, more patient parents. What’s not to like about that setup?
I guess I just worried that maybe we were making something out of nothing that big. Only people with elephant-sized problems see a therapist, right? Or, those that are seriously out of whack with reality. Perhaps we’re both and I’m in denial. Either way, I’ve learned that just about everybody and their brother’s second cousin twice removed can benefit from a neutral third party. At least that’s the story I’m sticking to these days.
It’s taught Scott and I how to process all these life events together and do so constructively. I’m loving what we’re learning and I’m learning to love Scott even more. Who knew THAT was possible? He had me at ‘hello’, fo shizzle.