Acceptance
I'm posting this thread because a part of me feels a little frustrated right now.
Frustrated because we sat down to dinner and I wanted to tell my H all about this truly interesting (to me) idea I had today for how to write a section of this huge writing project I'm working on for this national organization I work for.
I wanted his interest, support, enthusiasm. A smile. Didn't get it. Got "You should finish your fish before it gets cold." What am I, six? He also interrupted a couple times and questioned a part of my idea, like "Really? That would work?"
I kept going on for a few minutes about my great idea, the subject matter, stayed chatty because I was excited, then just dropped it. But walked away feeling frustrated.
Enter TAM.
Anyway, my point is:
He is exhausted. He worked almost 10 hours today, and brought work home, which he's doing right now.
He also stopped at a farmer's market and got a bunch of produce because I mentioned I need to go to the farmer's market.
He also stopped at a restaurant and got me a brownie and vanilla ice cream because yesterday I mentioned I've been craving a brownie sundae.
As I write this, I feel my heart warming and filling with appreciation and love for him.
Yes, it bugs me that he really didn't give me what I wanted/needed in that moment--some positive response and support and interest for the girl who spent the whole day alone with a laptop :/ Yes, it bugs me that he didn't seem to "get" it.
Sometimes he does give me that. It's a valid need I have for conversation, sometimes deeper conversation, sometimes about the obscure topics I write about. But it can't be every time and I need to accept that, and accept the ways he does show love. If I don't, I'll drive myself crazy.
Posting here made me feel better.
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