We have been married for almost five and a half years. This December will be our sixth year anniversary. Six wonderful, wild and sometimes hard years, but not once did I ever have doubts about him.
Two things for this entry:
One-You often hear people say, Yeah…I have two kids-three if you count my husband!” Like that is a humorous thing to put out there. Did you marry a minor? And if not, why do you want it known that your opinion of your significant other is that he is. in your mind, a child you must take care of. I was about 26 or so when my mother told me “Praise your husband to your family and friends, and mean it. Even better if he hears you say it.” My husband can be difficult-hell at times he DOES act like one of my kids, but you know what…I am no better. And somehow I just can’t see him telling his friends, “Hey I have five kids-if you count my wife.” So, why as women do we do this to our husbands? People assume it is because I have male children that I am so sensitive to subjects like this…no, that isn’t it. It is because I looked long and hard for a man to marry (yes, this is my second marriage and after the first one ended I swore if I ever married again I would get it right.) and I am not going to belittle him by comparing him to one of our children. No, I am not trying to demean my children, but my children are just that…my CHILDREN. My husband is my husband…he is a man-one I chose to spend my life with, raise my children with and I am not going to insult him by inferring he needs me to sign his reports and wipe his butt.
Two-They say that many women marry their father. In a sense I did-R has all the traits I so admire and hold dear in my father. He is loving, caring, often puts me and the boys before his own needs. And then he has the one trait that always drove me nuts about my father as well-he doesn’t talk. Oh sure, we talk about work, the kids, school, movies, TV, music, news…you get the picture. But if something is bothering him it is like pulling teeth to get him to say anything. Now my husband has told me on more than one occasion he thinks I am an intelligent woman, and yet somehow I am not smart enough to see when something is wrong or bothering him. Now let me clarify that if it is work, or the kids, or the news that is bothering him…no problem, if it is ME that has made the mistake he can’t just come out and say it. Granted, I doubt I make it easy for him-my temper is legendary and my memory is long and accurate, but at the same time I KNOW when something is bothering him, so I don’t get why he just can’t come out and tell me what it is!
