The ink on my marriage license was
probably still wet when I began looking for a good spot to build a house for my
wife and I. Of
course I was a rookie husband and didn’t understand (yet) that all I really
needed to do was put my wife on the task and it would be solved. Once she was
on board we would go from simply looking and wishing (man style), to actually
purchasing (woman style). Though this was almost 25 years ago, I can still remember
it like it was yesterday; “What do you
mean you need to think about it? This is what you said you…we…wanted. Just sign
the damn papers!” I did; she was right.
Of course I needed a second push not
too long after we moved on to the property. The trailer we were temporarily (this is a relative
term…as decisive as kind of or probably) calling home was the complete package;
cozy, mine and paid for. I had my pre-planned share of responses to the
I-though-you-said-we-were-going-to-build-a-house music that had become the
soundtrack of my life, but the one I usually settled on was our lack of money. “What do you mean you need to think about
it? You said if you…we…could get the money we would build a house. Just sign
the damn papers!” I did; she was right again.
If I sat here and continued to tick
off the timeline of my life it would end pretty much with the same few
sentences as the previous paragraphs. I have no doubt that most successful relationships are
fairly similar even if the roles are reversed; somebody fattens up the hog and
the other makes food out of it. I’ve lived long enough to know that the history
books left out the part where someone (Mrs. Columbus?) said “You said the world was round and if you had
the money you…we…could prove it. Just sign the damn papers! He did;
somebody was right, again.
We all need that little push of
validation and we rely on it whether we realize it or not. It is so easy to accuse others of
back seat driving and second guessing your well-laid plans, when the real problem
lies with our ability to have our good ideas perfected. Credit is both fleeting
and worthless; too much is harmful. To throw the dart and hit the bullseye on
the first try is, and will always be, luck. You can be really good, but you will
never be a champion alone.
Together! The absolute best way.
ReplyDeleteMercy! Somebody has been reading my mail...Thanks for hitting the bull's eye again...Love you, Pop
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