Archive for February 5th, 2010

A marriage (or any other committed relationship) gives you another chance to do your childhood all over.  That seems like an odd statement but think about it:  your mate comes from at best similarly though not totally alike childhoods raised by different parents.

You always have blind spots.  And so does your partner.  Marriage gives you an opportunity to expose some of these.  And change in the process.  Live with a person day in and day out and you have seen the positive and negative points of your partner.

And some of these points you were blind to until you had them pointed out usually in some kind of conflict.  Every relationship has conflict.  And conflict forces you to reexamine attitudes you possess that you may not have given much thought to until they caused you problems.

Usually couples who do not fight with one another are not dealing with their differences and flaws they possess.  Compromises ensure the success in the relationship.  And sparks usually fly in the process.

Eventually hopefully the rough edges between both of you are smoothed out.  Marriage gives you the opportunity to face blind spots and grow.  In a way no other common institution does.

Sometimes I have to back away and leave my wife alone.  I can get overbearing and simply talk too much and she has reminded me.  I am learning this although some times slowly that the best thing I can do sometimes is just to withdraw and leave her alone.

It has become a little easier to do.  I wired my stereo so I can play it just in the office.  Sometimes I leave her alone and listen to my music without disturbing her.  It is amazing what silence can do to a relationship.  There are many hiding places in this house.  I just have to avail myself of them periodically.  There can be too much togetherness.

The Upcoming Snowstorm

Author: siggy

The area was rife with rumor

I simply waited

I don’t trust weather forecasts

I kept though peering at the sky

Waiting for the first flakes

I even took some

Precautions:

Filled up my tub

With water

An outage

Could demonstrate

How much water

We wasted every day

And assume

Will always be there

Flushing the toilet

Reminds us of this

The supermarkets

Were impossibly busy

Yesterday

As if everyone

Needed bread and eggs

I viewed all this

With sorrow

We all should

Have this problem

Thousands of miles

Away

An country

Has millions

With nothing

They own

But their backs

And many broken

Waiting

Waiting

and despair

Unimaginable

And we are afraid

Of a few flakes

A snow storm was coming.  The waitress said, “I don’t care, I don’t work tomorrow, let it snow.”

I overheard another say, that later the snow will be heavy–a few inches an hour.

The person I was sitting next to said, ‘Lancaster will get it worse.’

There were all kind of rumors floating about the oncoming storm.

I heard an fragment of a conversation regarding the policy of gays in the military, “If it is not broke don’t fix it.”  And then, ‘If someone comes out, they will be killed.’

All this while I was enjoying my bottomless cup of coffee.

On the way home I briefly stopped at the shore of the Susquehanna River, as I often do after I stop at the diner, quickly glanced at the River’s surface, which seemed pretty calm.  There was no indication a storm was set to arrive in a few hours.

I saw someone must have  launched a boat in the River.  A truck was parked there.  It must have been a die hard fisherman.  It was bitterly cold and the middle of winter.  I shrugged my shoulders.  I finally went home.

I guess I can’t say that any more of our county:  it does not have any red lights.  I used to say that our county was one of two in the state that had no red lights and the other has more deer than people.  As of yesterday, I can’t say that any longer:  it now has its very first red light.