the blame game.

Man, have we been at each other's throats lately! The kids have been rotten, which never helps, and in the season where you just want to spend money, not having any makes it really hard. Mr. M's bi-polar mania is so out of control. He thinks he needs new clothes, Ithink he doesn't, since he never goes anywhere or does anything anyway. It's frustrating. Mr. M loves to shop, which is cool, but he doesn't know when to stop.

We got into it big-time last night. I was awful. He says I know exactly which buttons to push to make him feel horrible, and he's right. I felt awful, and I deserved to. I know it is not his fault, but I blame him for his problems. I blame him for "ruining my life." He blames me for not understanding. No one wins in this blame game.

It takes so much PATIENCE and UNDERSTANDING to care for someone with MS. Those are two virtues that I am not the best at, but I am working on it. I saw a quote on someone else's blog today that I want to share:

"Everywhere in nature we are taught the lessons of patience and waiting. We want things a long time before we get them, and the fact that we want them a long time makes them all the more precious when they come."
~Joseph F. Smith

One day things will be better.