This Saturday morning I woke up at home alone.  It was eerily quiet in my home.  It was too quiet.  I had a hard time deciding what best to do and compulsively did some yard work.

At mid-morning my resentment towards my wife began to decay.  I began to more fully accept my mistakes and turn my sentiments towards resolving them.  I saw my actions and reactions were the real source of my problems, and the only things I can control.  I gave her a call to amend our communication with each other.  It was neglectful of me not to call her last night.

I got to spend some great time outdoors in the morning.
I got to eat a great breakfast that my mom made.
I got to watch a baseball documentary with my dad.
I worried about not working on my final essay, but turned my thoughts to enjoying the day.
My sons and I conceived and implemented a baseball practice inside the house by going through reps of the throwing and hitting motions using weighted balls.
I got to attend a party in the neighbors back yard with my sons and enjoy their hospitality.
My wife and girls made it home safe.

Thanks be to God.