Suddenly *Not So* Single Journey

The Beauty of the Do-Over

Author: thenicknick

In life, there are so few opportunities for do-overs.  I think this is one aspect of my relationship with S that I cherish.  And while I realize this technique won’t work for everyone, if at all possible make use of it with those you care about.  I’m talking about kids, friends, family, and most importantly: the one you love and share your life with.

I wish I could remember how it started, but I’m pretty sure I was the one who initiated it.  The key concept, however, for it to be successful, is that you both have to truly let go of the past, of the incident or issue that needs to be done over for this to work.

After having not nearly enough sleep, and sleep interrupted, (future post), I was tired when I returned from my Sumter trip at noon.  I knew S was still in bed, and I couldn’t wait to disrobe and climb back in.  I sleep best with him wrapped around me.  He didn’t disappoint, although he did talk to me for several minutes with his eyes shut.

S: Did the lawn look good?

me: Really good.

S: Did you pick Doug up?

me: No, he walked.  (See, you’re really going to want to know the reason Doug was walking, where he was walking from, and S’s involvement in the situation.  Real pager turner, huh?)

S: What’s he doing?

me: Sleeping on the couch.

And we rested some, about forty minutes.  Then he started musing about having peppered bacon and egg pancake.  And I started musing about…other things.  Well, I’m not going to explain the issues that arose.  It’s personal and private.  Let me simply say that the argument/ issue spread from the bedroom, to the bathroom, to the bedroom again.

Finally, we ended up in the kitchen at the same time, working on making breakfast at one in the afternoon.  He turned and looked at me.

S: Let’s do this over.

me: (Smiling slightly) Okay.

He pulled me into his body and began kissing me, the kind of kiss I longed for the twenty-four hours we were apart.  And the hurt and anger melted away.  And I was happy again.  We don’t like being upset with each other.  That’s a really good thing.  And while we were still locked in an embrace, he spoke to me, foreheads touching.

S: I really missed you.

me: I really missed you, too.

S: I’m glad you’re home.

me: I’m glad to be home.

And all is well and right with our world once more.  We have mastered the do-over.  The past never happened.  The hurt and anger were released.  Our day was salvaged.  Ahhh.

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