I’ve been married a long long time. And I would marry my hubby again tomorrow, knowing everything I now know. I don’t see many couple’s around who feel this way. I can’t name all the things that make our marriage happy, but I can identifly a few.
We want the best for each other. If that means, I want to take a seminar on the other coast and it will inconvenience hubby—he still wants me to go. Because he wants me to fulfill myself.
We respect each other. This means we consult each other about decisions, yet know that the consulting is only a ‘fact gathering mission.’ If our advise is not taken, we do not feel badly. This means we do NOT use ‘you’ statements—as in ‘You make me mad.; We use “I” statements—as in “I feel angry when you don’t put gas in the car.”
We aren’t afraid to own what we do wrong, apologize, and go on—knowing it will NOT be drug up and exhibited at each and every next confrontation.
We don’t think marriage is especially easy at all times and we are not afraid of hard.
We do not think the other one can read our minds, as in—“If he loved me, he’d know what to get me for my birthday!” No, give him hints. If you need to hear the words, “I love you more,” tell him.
We will step out of our ‘comfort zones’ for each other. Example, if he isn’t used to holding hands in public and she wants to do so—he will, knowing that overall it’s a small thing, and knowing he’ll feel uncomfortable at first, but will grow accustomed to it.
We have different interests. We didn’t want to marry a clone of ourselves. He likes NASCAR, I like museums.He goes to most races by himself or with a friend, but sometimes I go, just to be with him. And same with my museums. We are not joined at the hip.
Sometimes the very thing that drew you to that person can irritate you later. For example, my hubby is the kindest person on the planet. And 3 years into our marriage, I was irritated that he didn’t CONFRONT our landlord. Hello? I realized he was being who he was——and through his, I learned to CONFRONT our landlord——which turned our really well for me;-) I learned to be more assertive.
We do something fun together once a month. Call it a date night or an adventure. We write it into our calendars.
Our communication heightens our intimacy. We MAKE TIME to talk to each other everyday. This is especially good, since we are NOT joined at the hip. We make time each day to see how the other’s day has gone. NO TV, don’t answer the phone, we have time to sit and share. Or rather, we MAKE the time…because it is important.
We appreciate each other and voice that. It’s so easy to fall into voicing only the bad. Make a point to voice the good. “Thanks for bringing the mail up to me.” Every now and then I’ll just say, “You know what? I love you.”
We are ‘there’ for each other. We support each other. If he dances, I applaud. Sometimes when we are talking, I’ll ask do you want a coach or a wife? He he says wife, I’ll say, “How could that SOB do that to you.” If he wants a coach, I’ll say, “Is there another way to interpret his action other than personal?”
We practice active listening. Not the listening, just waiting until you can speak. When he is talking, I am quiet….listening. If I need some time after wards to gather my thoughts, I say so before I speak. Then when I speak, I have the floor. No interrupting.
Commitment. We took a vow to stick it out. That doesn’t mean we didn’t have hard times and we didn’t feel like running. We did, but we stuck to our commitment. What we learned is that if we work on it and give ourselves time, the road always becomes smooth again.
Love, like so many things, is what you make it.