Thursday, August 9, 2018

An appreciation post.

The head chef at work lost her husband a few years before I lost Larry. We click because we have that one thing in common. I understand how she feels to be without a husband and she understands how I feel.

Women are always complaining about their husbands, not just at work. It's everywhere. At home, in friends circles and even at church. A few times I've been stuck sitting in the foyer listening to women at church moan about their husbands and what he did this week that wasn't up to par by her standards. It's within my family. I've seen it all my life and continue to see it. I hear about so-far-from-perfect husbands from friends and when husbands are mentioned in bad taste at work, I cringe.

Until you're without a husband, not by choice, shut the hell up about the man you chose to spend your life with. I don't want to hear about how you don't want to iron his shirts. I don't want to hear about how you hate doing his laundry. I don't want to hear about how he irritates you at home. I don't want to hear about how you feel unappreciated because he doesn't look at you the same way he use to. I don't want to hear about how he doesn't like to hold your hand in public.

Your miserable is far from my reality. I would do anything to have my husband in a room so that I can be miserable at him for a minute. I would give anything to do his laundry.

Never underestimate his feelings. They're as substantial as yours outside of his manly exterior. Appreciate him now and for the rest of your lives together because one day he is going to be gone and you will be met with true misery.

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