While waiting to leave the church after the service today, I met a woman and after what was probably only a 15 minute conversation, I left the church feeling so completely blessed to have met her that my eyes swelled up with tears and I cried.
I won't go into the details of our conversation and I'm not quite sure on how it went from talking about my hair to my struggles with my marriage in Korea, but there was an intense feeling of relief that came with meeting her. She was someone who experienced similar marriage difficulties but in a much lengthier marriage and instantly I felt like I didn't have to explain myself anymore, there was someone who totally understood. We exchanged contact info, promised we'd meet up for coffee, and then I headed out the door because my ride had arrived, Skittles.
Side note, I haven't officially introduced you, my readers, to Skittles but get used to reading about him.
Anyways, I jumped into Skittles' jeep and then the tears fell. A little bit of a dramatic and intense "good afternoon Skittles" but I couldn't help it. I felt like suddenly someone understood my situation. I wasn't so alone anymore in the struggle.
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