You may know that I've been reconnecting with long-ago friends and acquaintances. Some I remember and some... Anyway, I reconnected with another "lost" acquaintance recently and let's say the update on his status was i.n.t.e.r.e.s.t.i.n.g. I mean, really, really interesting.
I needed to tell someone about it, so I called my husband. He doesn't share that time in my history, but he was polite and listened and asked a couple of questions. That was it! That was all I got.
So I called my parents. They certainly shared that time in my history. My mom wasn't home, but my dad was and he listened to the update and was suitably shocked. He asked a few questions and made a few comments, and then he was done and wanted to talk about other things.
But I needed more. I needed to rehash this update ad nauseum and dissect it and explore it from all different angles. So I did what I probably should have done first: I contacted my sisters.
They have different work schedules than I do, so emails had to suffice. And they reacted perfectly.
They screamed (via email), they speculated, they laughed, we rehashed it repeatedly, and then we began to speculate all over again. It was satisfying. It was exactly what I wanted and needed.
And that is why I believe the Lord did not allow us to kill each other when we were younger. He knew we would become very good middle-aged friends!