It never fails that when my spouse travels, there is drama.
Since being in recovery, I now expect drama, of some sort, to come up.
The two days before the travel everything went very well. He drove off, everything was fine, he got to the airport, and all hell broke loose.
The dog had gnawed on his passport about a year and a half ago, and he has traveled with it several times, domestically and internationally.
This time, the clerk wouldn't let him through.
His phone butt dialed me multiple times, each time I picked it up, or rang him back before I got wise to the fact the phone was calling, not him, I heard key snips of the conversation.
He sent me a text message, then as I was driving to a meeting, I got the phone call. The fix me, heal me, make everything better call. He was hysterical, in a manly way, which means he was dictatorial.
I told him I was driving, but as soon as I got to the meeting I would try to find someone to take over (maybe), and then help him.
I made it there and gave him a call. He wanted me to check his email, email his travel person etc. etc. I looked up the person's phone number and sent it to him.
He rushed to the local passport office to try and get a new passport. He got a temporary passport, called his travel agent, who told him it would be a $2000 fee to change the flight, then headed back to the airport.
At the counter, the man checking him in told him that everything happens for a reason.
His original plane still hadn't taken off.
Through all of this I stayed calm. My default was calm. It passed through my head to blame him for not getting a non-chewed passport, but why?
I didn't feed into his anxiety at all. It was amazing.
I felt like oil on water, completely unruffled.
Today I will celebrate the recovery victory, and I will congratulate myself for being able to stay calm.
Today I will be grateful to my Higher Power for recovery, and for being able to carry out His will by keeping the focus on me during a stressful situation.
Today I will be glad I let myself be loved by detaching from someone else's emotions.
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