I didn’t marry him because I thought he was dull and commonplace. I married him because I felt we were a great team. I saw him as a best friend. I wanted to have adventures with him. I didn’t care if it was stream fishing or going hot air ballooning. I wanted to go walking around the block together and climbing up that mountain with him. I wanted him to encourage me to learn how to ride my dirt bike. I wanted to go with him and not have him treat me like a dumb beginner. I wanted him to help me after I crashed and to calm me and to high five me because I had pushed past my comfort zone. I wanted to work together sweating to build the fire pit. I didn’t have to have the big gaudy diamonds. Flowers picked out of the garden were even more special than the florist arrangement that was delivered by a stranger. I wanted the goofy poem from him. I wanted the person and some quality time with him. I wanted him to look at me and LISTEN to me. I wanted him to share his dreams and concerns and what kept him up at night. I wanted to cook his favorite meal even if it was beanie weenies and Rice Krispie treats. I wanted to continue to mend his favorite shirt even though it was beyond mending. I wanted these things. I wanted to build a life TOGETHER!
Almost all of these things could be construed as dull and commonplace. It’s the person I love that I want to do all of these things with and when he no longer sees me as being the one he wants to do these things with, then when I am not seeing any appreciation for fixing him beanie weenies and Rice Krispie treats because HE LIKES them, I am thinking I am ripe for some one else’s attention.
Turning off the TV and going out to sit by the fire pit without being prodded helps to bring me back into the world. Telling me about his insecurities and what his goals are opens me up to share my thoughts and desires. I want to have him talk to me about more than the weather, the everyday life things. I want to know that he can tell me about his work. I want to tell him about mine, too. I want to be ASKED about my concerns. He doesn’t have to fix them, JUST LISTEN with a nod or a grunt showing me that you really are hearing and listening to me.
I’ll watch football, nascar, ski racing, etc., just not 24/7 because it is on the sports channel.
Spending time with my family is important to me. Humor me and find something in common with one of them. They are my crazy wonderful goofy family to me. Tell me you don’t want to spend time with your family and I won’t push it on you. I’ll let you make the plans to see them.
Dull and commonplace? Hum? You decide.
Dull and commonplace
I didn’t marry him because I thought he was dull and commonplace. I married him because I felt we were a great team. I saw him as a best friend. I wanted to have adventures with him. I didn’t care if it was stream fishing or going hot air ballooning. I wanted to go walking around the block together and climbing up that mountain with him. I wanted him to encourage me to learn how to ride my dirt bike. I wanted to go with him and not have him treat me like a dumb beginner. I wanted him to help me after I crashed and to calm me and to high five me because I had pushed past my comfort zone. I wanted to work together sweating to build the fire pit. I didn’t have to have the big gaudy diamonds. Flowers picked out of the garden were even more special than the florist arrangement that was delivered by a stranger. I wanted the goofy poem from him. I wanted the person and some quality time with him. I wanted him to look at me and LISTEN to me. I wanted him to share his dreams and concerns and what kept him up at night. I wanted to cook his favorite meal even if it was beanie weenies and Rice Krispie treats. I wanted to continue to mend his favorite shirt even though it was beyond mending. I wanted these things. I wanted to build a life TOGETHER!
Almost all of these things could be construed as dull and commonplace. It’s the person I love that I want to do all of these things with and when he no longer sees me as being the one he wants to do these things with, then when I am not seeing any appreciation for fixing him beanie weenies and Rice Krispie treats because HE LIKES them, I am thinking I am ripe for some one else’s attention.
Turning off the TV and going out to sit by the fire pit without being prodded helps to bring me back into the world. Telling me about his insecurities and what his goals are opens me up to share my thoughts and desires. I want to have him talk to me about more than the weather, the everyday life things. I want to know that he can tell me about his work. I want to tell him about mine, too. I want to be ASKED about my concerns. He doesn’t have to fix them, JUST LISTEN with a nod or a grunt showing me that you really are hearing and listening to me.
I’ll watch football, nascar, ski racing, etc., just not 24/7 because it is on the sports channel.
Spending time with my family is important to me. Humor me and find something in common with one of them. They are my crazy wonderful goofy family to me. Tell me you don’t want to spend time with your family and I won’t push it on you. I’ll let you make the plans to see them.
Dull and commonplace? Hum? You decide.