This eighth day of December brought me some kindness and good cheer in the form of my ex-husband. To some, having the words ‘kindness’ and ‘good cheer’ in the same sentence as the word ‘ex-husband’ may seem to be some sort of Christmas miracle, but happily, and thankfully, it is the norm in my situation. Our marriage may have ended after eighteen years, but the love, respect, care, and concern that we have for each other has remained, even after we divorced three years ago. That is a gift in and of itself that we give to each other and to our two daughters every day, but today, he lent me a helping hand when I needed it.
Recently, I made my first major purchase since the divorce-a new kitchen table and chairs. It is set to be delivered soon, so, I decided to donate our old set to a local charity. There was only one small problem-I couldn’t move the table from the kitchen to the front porch, where it is to be picked up tomorrow afternoon. I had no idea it was that heavy! Ever since the divorce, I pride myself on all of the things I now can do on my own, such as cutting the grass, unclogging the toilet, saving the garage from being flooded by a blocked drain, and numerous other bad ass tasks that I have mastered, so, I was frustrated when the table proved to be a challenge. I knew what to do, though. I asked my ex-husband to help me, and he did, without hesitation.
We bought the table together early on in our marriage, so, it was rather fitting that he helped me move it to make room for a new table of my own, but one that he always will be welcomed at any time. In addition to helping me remove the table, he also stayed to have a nice visit with our daughters and to chat with me. It was a lovely evening, and I was cheered by the fact that while we may no longer be spouses, we are, and always will be, devoted parents and the best of friends. It is a priceless gift that keeps on giving.
Just one thing each day . . .