My paradigm of the Chain of Events:
1. My spouse is in the dining room, backing-up (walking). I don't remember why he was walking backward.
2. My son is walking forward, carrying a bowl of 'right-off-the-stove' Ramen Noodle Soup.
3. I am standing near the stove.
4. A collision of the 2 men happens.
5. I cry out my spouse's name.
6. Both men are splashed with boiling hot soup.
7. I am YELLED at by my spouse, because I chastised him. He wants to know how I could yell at him? He was the one who got burned with the soup. He was walking backward, so it was my son's fault because he was walking forward.
I try to discern this . . . but it is un-discernable.
I KNOW i was not chastising my spouse.
I KNOW I was not accusing him of being in the wrong.
I KNOW the only word out of my mouth was my spouse's name.
I KNOW it was in response to seeing the wetness on his sleeve from the boiling hot liquid.
I just refused to rehash/replay/fight-a-losing battle. So the only thing I say is that my out-cry was a response of compassion to seeing the hot soup splash on him.
Then I went upstairs. Did some paperwork. Then went to bed.
8. This AM my spouse walks into the room, and says,"I want to say again, I am sorry." (He never had said he was sorry in the first place.)
So I only can listen. Grrr. He just justified that he had already said he was sorry. It feels as though he is re-writing history. This is maddening.
It it so-o-o-o-o hard to glean his acknowledgement out of this. However, I think it would be the right thing to do. I am losing my ever-lovin'-mind. . . . . . . . .