As I finish reading another of Betsey's threads, I'm acknowledging my lamentable habit of sweeping unpleasant realities under the carpet. SOoo, starting today, without interfering with the daily reviews re my sitch, I will also delve into lurking unpleasantness, bring them out honestly (thanks Bets for being an inspiring role model) and explore them with compassion.
Respect. I'm not sure I have always dealt with H with the respect he deserves. Partly due to impatience, and partly due to the fact that academically (yes, we met in school) and career-wise, I've had a better run so far. I need to reflect on specific examples of my past behaviour that may have hurt H, made him feel less than equal in our R. Ouch.
