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This month marks 2 full years in our combined family home & it is good!
Granny & Pawpaw have a master downstairs with their own living space & upstairs we have the same. Our living space separates our master from the boys' rooms, yet their Xbox rage rants & "encouragement" filled words can still be heard clear across the house. Even so, by the grace of God, I see the love in this house grow. Granny & Pawpaw show endless grace to 2 teen(ish) boys with ravenous appetites, bricks for feet, & (as previously mentioned) are strangers to the "inside voice."
Unhealthy, fear-based Melissa would have me apologizing endlessly & shaming my boys for being exactly what they are...teen(ish) boys. Or there's always over-compensating Melissa who fights living in fear by living with an ere of entitlement. Oh THANK YOU for a God who can silence the inner worries & allows for freedom & love.
I always said I needed to live outside my comfort zone to be forced to find my best self. I just imagined living overseas as a missionary when I said this. This, in NO way, should sound like an indictment on Granny & Pawpaw. Instead, please hear it as an admission to my flawed, insecure self. Living with in-laws means they're audience to fighting with your husband (their son) & fumbling through parenting your sons (their grandsons). It's surrendering to live fully seen, transparent lives & it's been the best gift I could ever give my children. Because regardless what Melissa wakes each morning, we live fully known & fully loved...each day an opportunity to surrender ourselves to Him & see His gift of another day together.
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