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August 31, 2006

Assume Nothing?

Folks often advise us to assume nothing. Take nothing for granted. Keep your mind open. Prepare for every possibility. Don't be disappointed when things don't go the way you think they should go.

Good advice. Except that life would be darn difficult without any assumptions. We'd need to be constantly on guard against danger if we couldn't assume what looks like a chair really is a chair and what nourished us yesterday will nourish us today. And we couldn't assume love.

I believe we all approach our dates and then our spouses with assumptions. If we've seen our parents' marriage dissolve and our siblings' and cousins' marriages go sour, we're
likely to assume marriage carries a huge element of chance and we must protect ourselves. If we've fallen in love with people who then rejected us, we might assume we're not good enough for the terrific person we married and could be rejected over just about anything.

We might manage to let go of the assumption that all decent people put caps on toothpaste and show up on time, but we're not likely to let go of our assumptions about love very easily.

When we intentionally assume love, we counteract harm done to our relationship by our other assumptions. We bring out the love assumption whenever our anger, fear, or sadness over a spouse's actions alerts us that those other assumptions are at work.

Notice that when we assume something will eventually go wrong, we're always on the lookout for what's wrong. And if things are going right, it will take years and years before we can say the assumption's wrong. When we assume love, we're always on the lookout for signs of love. And we'll know immediately if we ever receive unloving behavior proving the assumption wrong.

For example, when we assume there's great danger of being left behind by a loved one, any sign of disinterest from a spouse will cause panic. When we feel that panic rising, we can deliberately assume love and take a second look at what just happened. We'll notice more. We might see what's got our spouse's attention and figure out why it matters right now. We might recognize what we're doing to discourage interest right now. And we'll likely see how to regain interest from our spouse.

If you've got a partner you've recognized as a really good person and that partner has vowed to stick with you through better or worse, don't try to assume nothing. Assume love.

August 5, 2006


The question of the day in Compuserve's Family Forum was addressed to those who have divorced. It asked whether changing expectations in your marriage led to the divorce. I want to share my reply here.

Yes, my changing expectations led to divorce, or darn close to it. When my husband died very unexpectedly just a day after I told him my long list of unmet expectations led me to believe divorce would be best, I became a widow instead. And I woke up to some very painful recognitions about expectations.

Since we both worked, I expected that my husband would do his "fair share" of the work of running our household -- make the phone calls to repairmen, be here when they came, cook the dinners, remove the poison ivy from the yard, vacuum the carpets, wash the clothes, drive our son to and from school, etc., etc. Early on, he always did more than half (and claimed that I did, too). But the list grew. And grew. And he couldn't or wouldn't do as much as I expected. When he was gone, the list was just as long, and nothing that he used to do got done.

I expected my husband to be my companion when I wanted to do things I couldn't do alone, like go dancing, throw a dinner party, take a trip, etc. And I added to the list every year. When he was gone, I found I still needed companions. Now I also needed them for eating dinner, talking through parenting issues, sharing the day's news, boating, camping, and all the other things we used to do together.

I expected my husband to be brave when I was chicken: to somehow rescue us when the car's transmission broke in 6 degree weather with an infant in the car and little gas in the tank, to kill that large ugly thing on the bedroom wall, to go out into the storm for medicine. As the folks from the Medical Examiner's office wheeled his body out of the house, I saw I was going to need lots more courage of my own.

I expected my husband to make my life more secure. At first, that was pretty easy. He wasn't the sort to threaten or harm me. But when other things threatened to harm me or us, he wasn't always able to do anything about them. When he was gone, I missed the protection I'd had.

I expected my husband to do more about our financial shortfalls, since I was working more hours than he was. First, I wanted him to take on more work. Later, when the doctor suggested he go on disability to recover his strength from his latest bout of digestive disease, I wanted him to do that, thinking we'd have income plus someone at home during the day to handle things. I can't for the life of me explain how I thought then that divorce would help with this expectation. After his death, I paid people to do my laundry, my school driving, my yardwork, my cooking, my dusting and vacuuming, my minor car maintenance, anything that they would do for less than I could earn in an hour, and I worked up to 80 hours a week with a ferocity that amazed me.

I expected more romance than he offered in our 12th and 13th years of marriage. We were both stretched thin with obligations, problems, and illnesses, so I craved it more than ever. I woke up the day after he was gone recognizing all the times he'd tried, only to be hit with my cold shoulder because of some expectation he hadn't met. If he spent money on a gift, it had better be perfect, or it was a waste of scarce resources. If he put an arm around me or held my hand, it had better be after all the day's chores were done, something that rarely happened. If he professed his love for me, I'd silently think, "Then why don't you prove it with your actions?"

Now that I saw the other things I'd expected of him had all been attempts to expect less of myself than life asked of me, I felt I'd cheated him horribly. I'd promised to love him and respect him, but I'd made it conditional on doing for me all the things I refused to do for myself.

That was 20 years ago. I'm remarried now. I have one expectation: love. I see it in every chore my husband does, no matter how many I'm doing. I see it in every dollar he contributes to my well-being. I see it in every kind word. I see it in every touch. I see it in his encouragement of my plans and his delight in my successes. I see it every time he shows up at the dining room table to eat with me, even though, after years of living alone, he doesn't often eat on my schedule. I see it in every creepy crawly thing he removes from our home. I see it in every gift, even the time he stuck a bow on the six-pack of toilet paper because he remembered it was my birthday while he was buying it. I see it in the things he does with and for my son and his family. And I see it in his choice to be faithful to me, even though it's tempting to wonder what else is out there.

When I don't see it, when he does something that upsets or worries me, I assume love. By this, I don't mean I take for granted that he loves me. I just check what happened against the possibility that he does, to see if there's an explanation I missed at first glance -- like the explanation for how toilet paper with a bow on it could be a gift from the heart, an offering of my husband's finest qualities.

Twice now, I have been blessed to have love in my life. Love includes some side benefits that lighten the load of living, but when we specify which ones with our expectations, I've learned we drive away the love.

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Patty Newbold is a widow who got it right the second time...

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