We Fall Down and we Need to get Back up

Sometimes things don’t go as well as we thought they would or expected. Well it was planned or at least that’s what I thought, my third oldest son had a mandatory senior meeting and I assumed that my husband would attend but he claimed that he had to stay at work and there was no coverage for him. My son and I signed some paper work and I called my husband to tell him that the meeting was over. He still said that there was no coverage. So my son and I left the school and went home.

The week before Thanksgiving my husband I went to Orlando to the “Classic.” Boy did I have an experience. I wore some high wedge heels and somehow twisted my ankle and fell. I was on my back before I knew it. My husband had some sodas in his hand. Well, he says, “I’m not going to fuss. I will take care of you when I get home.” Then he says, “are you okay?” He didn’t even try to help me up but I got up and proceeded to walk behind him. Oh boy, I suppose he was trying to get to his drink, I’m glad that I didn’t break anything.

We were in the truck and he started playing all of this explicit music. I was shocked since he was on the gospel tip. He said, “When you try to do better and the people around you don’t.” I was like whoa! I lotioned that man, brought his food, and cut and shave him and you mean to tell me that he couldn’t help me up? Gosh. Oh well. I suppose he wanted people to recognize the best in us!!!. Yup! That’s what the goal was.

We watched a little bit of “A Diary of a mad Black Woman.” He asks me what would I do in that situation and he told me that someone said that the wife in the movie was wrong. I had to disagree because her husband dragged her and treated her like trash. He threw her out of the house and had a family with his girlfriend. He said that the woman in the movie was wrong because she was married. I said that they were separated and he said but they were married. I brought up that he was talking to a woman name Juanita Rivera while we were married and he said, “but we were separated ” so I said but we were married. “I said you just contradicted yourself.” Oh boy.

I don’t know I will have to pray so that I can heal. My hand is a bit sore but that’s alright. I wouldn’t want him to curse us out before church or anything. My goodness I hope I can sleep tonight in this cozy bed. I suppose I want have to worry about any positions since I have the bed to myself. I have to treat myself good. I hope there’s cursing going on.

Moral of the story:

You never know what someone is going through. It may look good from the outside but that inside could be a mess. Until you walk in those shoes. You don’t know. Aretha Franklin said, “(R.E.S.P.E.C.T).”

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