Well. My mind was on NOTHING but Friday's fiasco all weekend. Pretty much mess me up. I felt so hard-hearted toward this man that I couldn't even go to communion. I just bent my head for a blessing.
Today is better. At 3:50, he has not come in. I half expected him to not be here because classes are behind us. The festival is behind us. Nothing to do but take a break until spring term starts next Monday.
There is a faculty retreat this coming Thursday. With any luck at all, I won't see him until then.
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I believe that men process anger differently than we women do. Explains why he did not come to see you. He just thinks this is done with, while you know it isn't. If not communion, did you ask for a peaceful heart, at least? Our agitation is soooo intense when these things happen.
It was hard Biene. I will get peace of heart eventually. And confession for hardness of heart is good for the soul. Interestingly, my biggest clue of the stress this has caused me is the nightmare I had last night. Don had to wake me out of it.
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