Pam and I had 3 young children and the air could get pretty thick at times. I was doing all I knew to do- work, date nights, chores, caring for the car, repairs around the house, praying with her and the children, minimizing commitments that took me away from home, etc. However, it just seemed that no matter what I did she would have a very short fuse and the fuse seemed to be getting shorter by the day. It was taking a toll on me, her, the children and our marriage.
Periodically, we would get counseling and we would be all right for a while but not for very long. Counseling would usually reveal that we have a lot to be thankful for and that things could be a lot worse. We would hear stories of the detriment other couples were facing and it would calm us down. Pam would get centered again and the storm would cease. I could back on track and feel at ease. Then, without any red on the radar whatsoever, we'd have a Category 7 hurricane rip through the house and leave us all devastated. I was losing my grip with each storm.