The Thing About Goals
What does reconciliation look like? How long will it take? I was asked these questions a few weeks ago, but they are questions I don't have solid answers to. By definition, reconciliation means: (a) agreeing to an amicable truce; (b) resigning to something not desired; and (c) the process of making consistent or compatible. Of course, in the case of which I am speaking, Option C is the definition I am going with.
For the first time in a few months, I had the opportunity to express just that. I had the opportunity to say I have changed and that, basically, it means knowing our individual needs and being able to work through this difficult path together.
I was told it doesn't seem our goals are compatible "still," and there was clear frustration. And it was that moment I realized I had said my goals without really expressing them. I've spent a year in my own head, evaluating and re-evaluting my goals--for life, my marriage--but I had never had to express that process to someone who had been absent from it for so long.
Really, my goal is to make this work. However I need to. I know what "sacrifices" I am willing to make. I know what I need. I know myself a little better. But I've also realized other things.
My goals are flexible. This doesn't mean I am a doormat. Instead, it means that my goals, and the processes, change as my needs and desires change. And that's completely okay. As long as I do not feel I am being untrue to who I am, then having flexible goals is fine. For instance, I want to travel. At first, the thought process was something like: "I am determined to find a job abroad and experience that location." Now, it's something like: "Oh, I can go on vacation there and eventually return to the territory I am comfortable." Same goal--traveling--different process to get there.
Ability to do what I need to do. This actually boils down to my anxiety and depressive symptoms. If I feel an episode is coming on, I need to be able to "get out"--of the specific situation, of the location temporarily, of my head--somehow. I need to have the flexibility to do this. I've also realized that it's completely okay to travel, visit family, or go do something without my husband. I relied on him for companionship and to fulfill emotional needs, and I've realized it's unrealistic to expect a human to fill a spot only God can. I need to be able to get outside with Belle or write when I need to or when I am called to.
My marriage. This is plain and simple: I want my marriage. This relationship overrides everything except my relationship with God. I let other people come in with their concerns and their help, and I stopped listening to my husband's valuable input. Pick your battles. Not everything is worth having an argument over. Compromise will be important. But, all in all, this relationship will win over everything else in life.
Employment. I need a job. Not only is that a financial fact, but it's a personal need. I can't not work. Of course, I would prefer to be a writer full time. If he is willing to allow it, then I will, of course, take it. If not, though, I know what sort of jobs I want (and don't want). I know what sort of sacrifices I can make in this arena. I know what I hope to be.
Really, these things--these realizations, these conversations--take time. And I'm not sure how much. In the end, I said I realized what I am willing to do, and that I will do whatever it takes.
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The next few days are big. I hope to be able to properly express my goals. I pray for the wisdom to be silent when needed, but to also speak the right words. I pray for the Lord's guidance and grace. I pray for His favor. I feel ready, and I pray He finds me ready too.
Through all of this, my goal has been to get to know the Lord better. I have prayed more. I have found an amazing church and community of believers. I have written more, thereby working toward fulfilling the calling He has placed on my life. My goal has been to get to know who I am in Him.
My prayer is that this is part of that.