Some days this pandemic makes me cranky. I’m in a new marriage. I moved in with my new husband in November 2019. The pandemic hit in the early part of 2020 and we were in lockdown by March 2020. So we have been with each other 24/7 pretty much since then. It’s a test to many relationships, but I think with a new relationship it is the ultimate test. We liked each other enough to get married in October, but that doesn’t mean I necessarily like him all the time.
Friday and Saturday he was severely trying my patience – not intentionally. I’m a person who sometimes has a hard time with my own boundaries. He is a person who likes to be in my space. He is also a person who when he wants to get something done, he wants it done at that moment. When I’m working on my art or even working at my real job (since I’m doing all my work virtually), he forgets that I may actually be busy working and not just playing around online.
Needless to say, there were a couple of interruptions and I was peeved.
Yesterday, he suggested a hike. We got into the car and I sat in silence. The last couple of days of irritation had built up and I needed space. Lots of it. We got out of the car and I walked ahead. Space is what I needed and I was determined to have it.
Then we saw two cowboys (like real ones) on horses. They asked us to wait as they opened two gates. We waited and then we saw the cows being shepherded down the path way. Momma and baby cows, clomping along, with their gentle moos, rounded up by a couple more cowboys with their herding dog.
I was in the moment, present and just enjoying this unexpected gift to see something so close to suburbia, yet so far from our day to day reality.
After the cows crossed, we went up the trail. As I looked at all the beautiful wild flowers, heard the birds chirping, I could literally feel the irritations slip away.
I think my husband knew I needed space. He gave it to me yesterday by not pressing me and providing me physical space as well as just getting me out of house and the space of nature.