That's Not My Life Anymore

As I prepared to make my return trip to Georgia after visiting the kids in Utah, I stopped by their apartment to say goodbye and give them hugs. That was when I learned that they had taken a weekend getaway while we were trying to locate them for my daughter's baptism. As my sister would say, it was all foolishness. About the time I arrived, my older brother called me. In a moment of frustration, I explained to him what had happened over the weekend. His response shocked me. It didn't add to the fire of frustration. Instead, he said, "Aren't you glad that's not your life anymore. I mean, you have the option of visiting the madness then going home to peace and order." It was at that point, that I truly realized what a blessing ending the marriage had been. That is not my life anymore. I can determine how much of it all affects me and my day. Truly, I only have to deal with it when I pick up the kids and drop them off. Other than that, my life is one of peace, order, happiness, and joy. As long as I focus on that, I am able to find the patience to deal with the foolishness.