On communication= our way
I was feeling a little under appreciated this week; and hey, it happens to even the most confident of moms right!? I was privately praying on just how to tell my husband with out sounding whiny or being to needy. Because cop's wives can't do needy. Before toooo long my Husband could tell something was amiss and asked if I was mad at him. He always starts with the most risky of troubleshooting when trying to guess at my moods. I finally blurted that I needed flowers. So superficial, but I figure since I'd been praying to know how best to communicate and flowers came out, that must be what I need.
Chris then said he needed to do something and would be back. NOW?
And he came back... with roses and lilies.
(no picture=my camera won't do them justice and really, they are just for me. not you)
He didn't wait to find a way to make it look like it was his idea, or wait for a special moment. Wife wants flowers so husband gets. I think if I were a cave woman and asked for meat, he would say "Build fire!" and then come back with a mammoth for me to devour. If I were Jane, he'd be my Tarzan. If I were Leia, he would be my scruffy looking Nurf Herder.
So he didn't read my mind. But maybe I don't care anymore. It's surprising how cheerful I feel with beautiful flowers on my kitchen table and the foot rub that came with it. I spoke his language and he spoke mine.
4 comments:
Love this. It wouldn't have occurred to me to just do it then and there. I would have thought I needed to do it on my own with prompting.....
At that point, there's no saving face. I didn't read her mind or do it on my own. Too late to try and fake it. So, wife wants flowers? Husband gets flowers.
-Nerf Herder
I love this!
My, you guys are good! I can't always say what I need- husbands get tired of try to guess so... good job. Mom
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