So as we sit in the Tampa Airport, he reading his sports page and me typing this blog post, I I chuckle to consider the host of irreconcilable differences that have been survived to date.
It’s far more than his love of the Cowboys and mine of the Eagles.
It’s his propensity to watch the same movies (Caddyshack, the Godfather I, II and III, Diehard and Happy Gilmore, along with Young Frankenstein and Christmas Vacation – even in the summer) over and over and over (and over) again, while I clamor to stay apprised of pop culture and the latest films, TV shows and music. He thinks if it was created after 1989, it’s irrelevant.
I think the only way to STAY relevant is to know what the cool kids are watching and singing!
It’s his belief that one pair of dress shoes, one casual, sneakers and sandals are the only four items of footwear ever needed in a lifetime. And his horror when MY shoes moved into his house. Ten pairs of black alone – flats, pumps, sandals, wedges, stilettos, mules, patent leather…in multiples of each.
I wonder at the men who sit in lounge chairs at department stores, waiting as their wives try on outfits. Not all of them seem miserable.
I wouldn’t DREAM of asking Duane to do that, nor would I have fun knowing he was unhappy every moment wasted there instead of watching the game.
Before I got married, I had so many unrealistic expectations, despite well-meaning friends and family warning me that marriage was no fairy tale.
The good news is, it isn’t always a nightmare and more often it is a happy, uneventful companionship that features him watching Hogans Heroes reruns while I couch dance to “The Get Down” on Netflix on my iPad.
And this is how we reconcile those differences. I do my thing; he does his – sometimes we do them together and it’s all good.
Our pillowcases say it all. Yes, the struggle is real – but so is the snuggle.
He golfs on Saturday mornings, and I play around Sarasota – shopping, strolling, wandering…
I stopped being disappointed that we are so different in our tastes and ideas of what fun is and started to embrace the fact that, in our marriage, different works.
Because the one thing we love more than Happy Gilmore reruns and new shoes is each other.
And THIS has been the wisest discovery in marriage for me
Here are more parting thoughts on WISDOM, and the new WOW!
Ah…let your heart be “LIGHT” this week.
(Let means you need to give yourself permission to lighten up.)
Undo those heavy burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ – which is LOVE.
Find your giggle again. Force yourself to smile. You’ll feel better.
Be with people who encourage your heart.
Or encourage someone else.
Have a light-filled week, my friends!