That being said, let's face it... boys are dumb.
We had a house guest over the weekend. One of our dearest friends, Whip. We had been looking forward to his first visit and will look forward to future ones as he is a much loved member of our "throwed" family. However, when my boys get together it can be a dangerous combination. The silliness abounds, the testosterone flows and I just have to sit back, laugh and take everything with a grain of salt. Being gun and hiking enthusiasts, he and the hubby went shooting and geocaching. We introduced him another dear friend, my Tom and all went into town to enjoy some good music (yet another friend's band played at Fado') and laughs over a couple of pints. While we were at work, he went out exploring his childhood memories of central Texas and the hill country. It was nice to be able to share our new home with such a great friend. It was definitely sad to see him go.
My point to all of this... I have had to bite my tongue all weekend about certain things that had our situation been different probably would not have stung as bad. The hubby and I are struggling. Mostly due to the common stresses of life, but it has put us in a very dark place. I won't go into anything specific as this is a public forum and while I am venting some very personal things, it's simply not anyone else's business. I love my husband very much and I do not question his affection for me. However you can only turn the other cheek some many times, to careless comments and actions. Especially piled on top of an already hurt heart. His excuse/apology is standard and constant, "I didn't mean to and would never hurt you for any reason." Doesn't change the fact that you did.
Let me clarify a couple of points. My husband has never laid a violent hand on me. He is not abusive to me or anyone else. He works hard and is an excellent provider. Most importantly he has grown into an amazing dad. However he is young and impulsive and occasionally careless with other's feelings. When it comes to me, I try to look past it most times. I know that he doesn't mean it the way that it came out, but recently it has just been too much.
Tonight we have arranged to have a quiet talk to sort out our issues and hopefully resolve them. I am optimistic for a positive outcome or at least some time to be able to express myself without catering to anyone else. Who knows maybe hanging out with his friend shook some of the cobwebs out of his thought processes and he'll be able to listen with an open mind.
Wish me luck.
2 comments:
Thanks so much for having me up there. Had a blast!
I hope the talk went well!
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