I don’t know if it’s because I’m about to enter the month of October. Or I’m coming off of 2 weeks of reflecting on grief as I hear the news of tragic deaths in my community and I watch as my children grieve for friends, for other families and it pulls at our own grief of missing John.
So this morning when I read an article about a woman bitching about how women are not naggers when they have to ask their husband to do everything they want. I want to bitch slap this writer.
Instead I remember that I so used to be her and now I’m not. But at least I also have another argument that I could retaliate with as far as perspective besides my ol faithful widow card.
I think same sex couples get on each other’s nerves and one has a more controlling personality and so they say what they want more and they probably fight. That’s my safe let’s not go there answer. but…. because I’m sad for some families that have had the rug pulled out from under them and everyone is saying, what can I do, I can tell you.
shut up and love.
so here it goes…
Shut up and love. Now Gemma, I hear you, I totally hear you, I know he should have called the cleaning service but because he does not think like you it does not mean he is less than you. He actually was aware of the cost and thought oh crap, she will get pissed if I spend too much. He knew he should just do it himself. But you choose to go and do the laundry and pick up his stuff on purpose because you were just mad he did not call the cleaning service like you proposed. The idea really is you felt guilty for not have a perfect bathroom, he does not feel guilty but that pisses you off so you threw your guilt over to him and by God, he got it.
Girl, I know this game. I was a freaking pro at it. and you know what. I am so damn sorry. If I could say sorry more and teach anybody anything, it would be to shut up and love.
Because guess what Gemma, my husband is not here anymore. the rug was pulled out from under my family and now I”m going to tell you what I have learned since I met Grief.
*I was an asshole and so was he but we are all humans and so therefore, we sometimes are assholes.
* quit trying to be perfect. there is no perfect, instead just appreciate. look around and appreciate. appreciate that garden, appreciate that spider web, appreciate that there are 5 piles of stuff on your kitchen counter.
*remember when you would be really pissed and have bad thoughts. well seriously I have to tell you that you do feel guilty when it happens. and that makes you throw up a lot, develop a gag issue, get really sick, drink way too much and have panic attacks.
*remember how you get so annoyed at the bitching about that one little thing that was like every single day and you imagined hitting them or telling them to shut up? Well, imagine standing there 4 months later and remembering this and crying and wishing you could hear them bitching about what ever was bugging them every day at that moment. wishing you could hear them when you really wanted them not to be like that but you would give anything to hear that bitching.
*that mess up present that they did not get right, for me it was several things. I wear the diamond stud earrings in my ears everyday almost because I want that fight to remind me of how stupid I was. remember that stupid bracelet he got you, I have one too. I was pissed that he spent $ on something that was not really me. Well now, I wear it and I almost cry, and I turn the beads on it lovingly and say thank you to myself but to him so he can hear me say it, and know that I’m so sorry I told you I did not like it. I love it now and it means so much to me.
* remember when you are doing all the housework, or laundry or whatever it is that you do right and all the time, well there are things that he does that you are just not admitting to. what is it? I”m a feminist. I know how to do all the things he did. right? HA! I don’t fucking know how to buy tires, or I don’t know how to screw things to the wall. I do not know how the riding lawnmower is a gear shifting things or what< I can ride the hell out of it, but I don’t know what kind of motor it is. I did not know you can jump a lawn mower with jacks. I do not know how to make onion rings like he did, God dammit I miss his onion rings.
*I miss him calling our son, my big boy even if the son is 14 and really is a big boy but you miss him saying that even though when you heard him say it when the boy was little, it annoyed you.
*I just think you do need to have my perspective because the only thing that is going to help us in our self absorbed world is to listen and love and I need you Gemma to stop and listen to me because writing an article that talks bad about your partner is not really going to do any good but cause more bad feelings to come up with other people who are annoyed with another’s petty silly faults. Let it go. because I promise, you miss it. and you don’t want to have to miss it.
so shut up, and love.