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Hug it out bro- My quest to raise emotionally-aware boys.

Taking notes & filing this away for multiple re-readings, because this is certainly something to think about.

ON THE YELLOW COUCH

Dammit.  A lump formed in my throat. The lightsaber I ordered doesn’t light-up, and Benny’s birthday party is tomorrow.  I have an endless list of things to do, and I won’t be able to make it to the store to get a new one….

The kids were downstairs, so I let the tears flow as I intentionally observed and squashed my judgemental thoughts like bugs:

It’s not that big of a deal! Why are you so upset? SQUASH.

So what? It’s nothing to get crazy about! SQUASH.

You’re stressed about this? Seriously?  SQUASH.

It had been a horribly exhausting couple days with several unanticipated doctor’s appointments, having to rearrange my work schedule/find childcare because of school delays, cleaning a trashed post-vacation house and catching up on homework, and preparing for our youngest’s upcoming birthday party. With to-do-lists maxed-out and self-care neglected, it’s understandable that a non-functional lightsaber would feel…

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She Divorced Me Because I Left Dishes by the Sink

This is so well crafted & cuts to the heart of 90% of all arguments I have ever had with my spouse.

Must Be This Tall To Ride

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It seems so unreasonable when you put it that way: My wife left me because sometimes I leave dishes by the sink.

It makes her seem ridiculous; and makes me seem like a victim of unfair expectations.

We like to point fingers at other things to explain why something went wrong, like when Biff Tannen crashed George McFly’s car and spilled beer on his clothes, but it was all George’s fault for not telling him the car had a blind spot.

This bad thing happened because of this, that, and the other thing. Not because of anything I did!

Sometimes I leave used drinking glasses by the kitchen sink, just inches away from the dishwasher.

It isn’t a big deal to me now. It wasn’t a big deal to me when I was married. But it WAS a big deal to her.

Every time she’d walk into the kitchen…

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