All weekend I have been thinking of what to blog about today. Not that I didn't have an eventful weekend, but how to word it in a way not to embarrass, find fault or hurt the people involved.

It started early Friday morning, although I was unaware of it. Johnathan left the house quite upset at me. I didn't suspect anything until I called him about having the car seats in his car. There was no answer. I couldn't afford to miss an unplanned day of work, so I pulled some old car seats out and went on my way. I blogged about the wonderful night I had with my daughter and how he was the one that was able to provide that for me.

Then I got a call from a "do-gooder" friend, telling me some info about Johnathan I really may or may not need to hear. I listened to it, and then called Johnathan. No answer. I sat all day with this little tid-bit of information growing like a tape worm inside of me. By then end of the work day I had this monstrous vision of what this small tidbit of information was really about. I tried to confront him, but he was upset about his thing, and I was so consumed with mine, we weren't getting anywhere. A friend volunteered to take the twins, and I left for the night.

We were over, so I thought. This ticked me off even more. How could he not see how upset I was? I was hurting, yet he didn't care. Ugh.

He texted me about 7 a.m., asking me to come home. I went home, not to talk to him, but to shower and get clothes. I saw him standing there. He hadn't slept and he looked as if he had been crying. "I love you," he said, "and I missed you so much."

We spent most of Saturday and a good part of Sunday talking about us and setting healthy boundaries for our disagreements. I am so thankful to be in a relationship with someone who listens. We know that we love each other. We also know that we will have disagreements, but now we know that we can work through them, as long as we both are willing. A good relationship takes work, especially with someone who is has stubborn as I!