Give this a try. Tell me what you think of the results.
Every day, your husband, wife, or life partner loves you. Some days, it’s easier. Others, it’s a bit harder. When he or she feels misunderstood, needy, or mistreated, it’s a bit harder to love you, but you get loved nonetheless.
I am not talking about the feeling of love but the acts of love. These are conscious choices to do something to be good to you. You may never see a lot of them, like driving a little more carefully or biting a lip at work when the idea of quitting and driving off into the sunset seems like a good one.
Others you can see and hear. The good morning kiss. The coffee started in time for you to grab some before you have to leave. The underwear put in the hamper instead of on the floor. A treat purchased for you on the way home. Teaching your son to cheer for your favorite team. Fixing the storm door. Making dinner. Putting that paycheck in the joint account. Sitting through your father’s same old stories. Saying “I love you.” Setting everything else aside to take a walk with you or listen to your day.
Each one is a little ray of love, lighting your life. Today, try to find just one more ray, one you would not normally notice, and thank your mate for it before you go to bed.
As soon as you notice anything unusual happen because you did this, please post it in the comments.
One More Ray
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Somehow I missed this one when you posted it so have just read it for the first time. You were speaking of acts of love. One act of love you mentioned was: Setting everything else aside to take a walk with you or listen to your day.
I think I sort of did this in reverse this morning. Week before last Jim and I went to a conference in San Diego together. We had a blast. It was the perfect mix of work and fun. On Monday of last week, the first day that we were to go back to our respective jobs, Jim was standing still and thinking that he didn’t want to go back to work. With his next movement he threw his back quite out of whack. He couldn’t go to work for two days and only today started feeling better.
As we sat in the hot tub this morning Jim began to speak about his feelings concerning his place of work. Recognizing that the feelings had to be quite strong I wiped everything from my mind and listened. I closed my eyes and simply listened. I concentrated on what he was saying.
That simple act, that simple act of giving Jim my full attention bore amazing fruit. I had heard him. He knew I had heard him.
I had suddently discovered what my life partner was looking for when he told me about problems that he was having. He was looking for my undivided attention. He simply wanted to know that I heard him. What a simple thing. But what power that simple thing had.
Thanks Patty. I really appreciate your blog. smile.
Thank you for sharing this with all of us, Sue. What a marvelous discovery!