Thoughts on Long Distance Marriage

Long distance marriage forces you to face a lot of facts.  I mean, marriage in itself is like a big mirror being put up in your face saying "Hey, you are NOT as good at life as you thought!"  So far long distance marriage has taught me that I can indeed go to an airport alone:  And survive!

Gods little sanctification process feels a little like this Chronicles of Narnia (The Voyage of the Dawn Treader) passage where Eustace is being de-dragonfied by Aslan:

"Then the lion said-but I don't know if it spoke-'You will have to let me undress you'.  I was afraid of his claws, I can tell you, but I was pretty nearly desperate now.  So I just lay flat down on my back to let him do it.

The very first tear he made was so deep that I thought it had gone right into my heart.  And when he began pulling the skin off, it hurt worse than anything I've ever felt.  The only thing that made me able to bear it was just the pleasure of feeling the stuff peel off.  You know- if you've ever picked the scab of a sore place.  It hurts like billy--oh, but it is such fun to see it coming away...."

So that's how I feel.  Hurt, but hopefully I'll see some crap (or barnacles) getting schleeped off my smarmy soul in the coming months.  And hopefully I'll say it hurts like billy-oh.  

Love, Kaley