While the concept of being married to your best friend is great, I think too many have confused best friend with sock-puppet. I may very well implode the next time I’m introduced to a husband who stands at his wife’s side with that you-better-smile-like-you-love-me smile painfully stretched across his face. This says more about the wife than her “I’m married!” bravado. She’s a strangler. Her man hasn’t had a breath without her having a say in it since they said “I Do.”
I restrain myself from tapping his eyeballs to see if he’s truly the shell of the man that used to live inside of what stands before me. I want to buy him a beer.
Spouses may be the best friend we have but they are not to be confused with besties. From Kindergarten, we seek relationships with those who confirm what we already like about ourselves. Collectively, our circle of friends is perhaps a varied representation of us. But when you fell in love with your husband, everything felt brand new. More than emotionally and beyond the physical, you knew he was THE ONE when physiologically it was a wonder how you ever made it without them. Why? A spouse is complimentary to who we already are. They enhance the best of us, perhaps that which we may not have even known about ourselves. A little air between the two of you from time to time is necessary to keep that brand new feeling.
Even though my husband and I actually were the best of friends before love entered our radar, we certainly never expected that either of us would be joined at the hip once we said “I Do.” In fact, if that were part of the deal we may have had some reservation and perhaps considered our situation, as it stood, good enough. Thirteen years later and I still don’t like everything he likes. I’m a ball of frenzy. He’s cool in the game. He likes to actually watch the news while I think it’s clearly an opportunity for open discussion and debate.
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What we do like a heck of a lot is each other and, despite all of our differences, we are the perfect complement to each other.
That said, I had no expectations of him lifting my veil and VOILA! us running the malls together. He was never that guy. He was his own guy and that’s who got me in the first place. If you feel you are your husband’s rock then you probably are. A big ole’ boulder. Calling him every third hole on the golf course? HANDICAP!
To continue to give each other more of the person that sparked our fires, we have to allow each other a little breathing room to revive and reconnect to what attracted us in the first place. I am not talking hiatus or anything as severe as, if you love someone, let them go – just a little room. As fire needs oxygen to burn, so does marriage. Keep it HOT!
Make time regularly to check in to yourself and allow your partner the same. When you resurface, fall hopelessly and helplessly back into each other.
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