July 3, 2009 — I just don't understand myself sometimes. Why is it that one day you can be a patient person and the next it's like you never heard of the word. Take for instance yesterday. Wanda and I had been puttering along after I had gone to get my haircut in the morning. We did some shopping and then I took a nap. Wanda had planned to make a meatloaf, cooked cabbage, and au gratin potatoes which we did (you can't beat Wanda's cooking). We sat on the back patio talking and as various frustrations came up I found myself getting impatient with her. Gee whiz, my frustrations are not caused by her so why get impatient with someone that is just trying to be there for you all the time. That's really stupid! I've known for a long time that Wanda sometimes lacks concentration and I have sometimes doubted her attention towards me. I don't mean that selfishly, but in the sense that as husband and wife why could she not remember something from one day to the next. It's just the way she is at times.
In the long run I realize that Wanda is indeed there for me and our marriage. There is no one that is a harder worker and more dedicated to her family than Wanda. So in the end I realize that it is me that looses concentration also and I become impatient with myself and others. I know that is something I need to work on daily and that is what really matters!
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