Today I was reminded by a friends' post, that in marriage or in any other partnership we seem to be waiting for the "other person" to blossom into who they have the potental to become. This fact is at the root of relationships, great or small, but especially at the root of marriages, I think. I also think it's at the root of divorces.
If only he would.... If only she could... Some day he will... At some point she'll learn...
My husband and I have 27 years of marriage behind us, and yet after reading my friend's post, I thought, "yes, I'm waiting for my husband to reach his full potential," because of ... because of... [insert issue here]. Does it matter?
Then immediately after this thought knew that surely he was waiting for me to improve in innumerable ways, also.
And then I realized:
What a waste of time. What a pity. What an example of "expectations" gone awry.
You would think that after nearly 30 years I would certainly know that who we are is what counts, and that the best of each of us should be celebrated each day.
The rest can be mourned once overcome.
So, here's a reminder to celebrate what we become daily.
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