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I had a rough day yesterday. Arlene and I got into a big argument; she admitted fault and apologized, but I was having a hard time letting go of some of the things she said. We eventually smoothed things over, then she left for a Relief Society meeting. I had the kids, and they were being, if not bad, then certainly not good– lots of fighting and arguing over whose turn it was to do what. I finally fled to my room for a few seconds of quiet, and in frustration I prayed to the Lord, asking Him to help me remember why I loved these people so much, and to help soften my heart and give me patience.
He did. He always does, so this probably shouldn’t be a big surprise. I calmed down, and so did the boys, so we had an enjoyable evening together instead of a running screamfest. I’m grateful to have seen such quick results, too.