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More than one thought for one day.

James is not perfect. Sometimes that is hard for me to believe, other times I would give that  a resounding, "AMEN"!  But I did owe him an apology last week, and his response humbled me greatly. So, here is a basic back story.

James gets tunnel vision when it is something that he gets excited about. A few months ago he got really excited about getting a new pickup. I was promised all sorts of things about this new pickup, mostly having to do with money, and those promises were not broken per se, but definitely bent. He did nothing without talking to me first, which is what is most important, but  we ended up investing a bunch of money and buying a new, too expensive pick up that I was not comfortable with.

This new pickup has taken up so much time and energy because it was previously in a wreck and it has been a slow process to get it fixed. One night, laying in bed, shorty after the purchase of this pickup, James said something about how much it had cost us so far. The number surprised me a bit, even though I was vaguely aware of it's cost. After all this stress we had gone through, thus far, about the pickup, this just sent my mental capacity over the cliff into la la land. The conversation that ensued afterwards lasted until 2:00 in the morning. I say conversation because James and I typically don't yell at each other, but we were for sure fighting. I don't know that I said anything that was terrible, but I sure did accuse James, a lot, of not being a sensitive husband. This accusation astounded him, because the reality is, James is nothing if not sensitive to me. The problem we have is that James doesn't always know how to be the sensitive this sensitive girl needs. If you ask him what I need, he could probably tell you, but that's the stuff that doesn't come naturally to him. I want a phone call every day, I want a random, "I was thinking of you when I saw this" present. I want surprise dates - actually, I just want dates. The rest of the stuff I need, he is really great at doing. I could write pages and pages of what makes James AMAZING, and I probably will do just that in the coming posts. But that night, all I could see were his flaws. We finally went to bed in a some what happy state, but the next couple of days I still didn't feel right in my heart. I've never had that nagging feeling at me after a fight.  I said a prayer in hopes that it would give me strength to do what I needed to do.

I swallowed my pride and told James that I wasn't sorry for what our fight had been about, but that I was sorry for some of the things I had said. I was sorry for saying that he wasn't sensitive to me etc. I just needed to say I was sorry.

James pulled me over and gave me a big hug, insisting that there was nothing to be sorry for. I basically begged him to never divorce me. I do not know how he so wonderfully handles my crazy thought process and wild mood swings.

Just so you all know, not that there is a you all, but just so you know, James and I have the best, happiest marriage in the world. That statement probably isn't true, but I'd say ours is in the top 5% of the worlds happiest marriages. I do feel confident saying that.