Want to measure the quality of a relationship? Ask one partner about the things that are really important to the other person; and why. Results will vary.
Ouch. I can completely relate to the stunned pain of seeing the roses in the garbage. In my case it was seeing the prom garter belt and the college t-shirt id given her 36 years earlier in the "I'm throwing it out, but you get to look at it first" pile.
This is what I call 'getting it' to the nth degree - for both sexes, now that women are becoming
as entitled, insensitive, stupid as the men they point an accusing index at.
In the last several generations, as Tiokasin Ghosthorse remarks, there have been no true elders to grow boys and girls into adulthood emotionally, along with the rest. This alone will narrow the field of maturity in relationships.
We are left to our own devices (witness the culture today) with the rare ones who hurt enough to notice and to reflect. You are one such, Matthew Fray.
Your story brings tears to my eyes, of sorrow for the sleeping, of the truth of your words - may they ring in the ear-eyes of countless readers.
Thanks Matt. Still working... Just when I start thinking I'm doing great, I fall back into my insensitivity. I need to stop thinking everything's great, even though it's way better.
Ouch. I can completely relate to the stunned pain of seeing the roses in the garbage. In my case it was seeing the prom garter belt and the college t-shirt id given her 36 years earlier in the "I'm throwing it out, but you get to look at it first" pile.
Just...ouch.
As usual, on point Matt
This is what I call 'getting it' to the nth degree - for both sexes, now that women are becoming
as entitled, insensitive, stupid as the men they point an accusing index at.
In the last several generations, as Tiokasin Ghosthorse remarks, there have been no true elders to grow boys and girls into adulthood emotionally, along with the rest. This alone will narrow the field of maturity in relationships.
We are left to our own devices (witness the culture today) with the rare ones who hurt enough to notice and to reflect. You are one such, Matthew Fray.
Your story brings tears to my eyes, of sorrow for the sleeping, of the truth of your words - may they ring in the ear-eyes of countless readers.
Thank You!
Matt, this is beautiful! I'll be sharing with clients.
Thanks Matt. Still working... Just when I start thinking I'm doing great, I fall back into my insensitivity. I need to stop thinking everything's great, even though it's way better.