Right now, W is on a buying spree to get motorcycle stuff. If I tried to get her something, it would be the wrong size, wrong style, or wrong colour. So, instead, I opted for a card in which I wrote my heartfelt appreciation.
The inside of the card said…
… and never forget that you are deeply loved by me.
To which I added:
quote: Motherhood is the most undervalued vocation in the world.
I know that I don’t often say it, but I admire your strength, stamina, and courage.
At a time in your life when things should be getting easier, the rigours of motherhood, and “wifehood” are as heavy as ever, but you manage to keep all the balls in the air.
It was her day, so I resolved to let her do whatever she wanted. It was up to her whether or not I was included. She gave me a big hug after reading her card and asked me out for breakfast.
Fille,
I’ll take the gorilla suit idea under consideration
Well, Friday night, W had told me that she had issues (with me) that she had to deal with. She didn’t want to talk about it, so I told her that I can’t change what I don’t know is wrong. I then let it drop. I suspect that it’s something I’m better off not knowing about. If she can accept that it’s OK for us to have differences, then she’ll simply accept whatever it is. Problem solved. If it’s something that I’ll have to change, then it’s up to her to tell me about it in her own time.
In any case, by Sunday morning, everything seemed fine.
Looks like a new project is coming up that will put me on the road for a month. As usual, I lost sleep over it. This morning, W said, “Well, I guess there’s nothing I can say that will help. We’ve been through all of this before.” I agreed that it’s just something that I’m going to have to ride out.
It’s better this way. Every time something bothers me, W simply invalidates my feelings. I know she’s just trying to boost my PMA by pointing out all of the other people that’ve been through similar sits, but I other peoples’ problems have nothing to do with me. This morning’s comment showed me that she wanted to help, but didn’t know what to say. It makes me feel a lot better knowing that she just wants to support me.
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