The beginning of Love

How to Love a Wife
in just a few easy lessons
in just a few easy days.

This is the care and emotion feeding of a wife.

I was thinking the other day, why am I so frustrated with the way my husband walks by and there’s nothing. Or even worse, he starts in on a string of worries, frets and unhappiness and directs it at me. Ouch–from the favorite dart board.

It’s okay, I know I’m a dart board.

I just feel sorry for him, when he’s around me, all I feel is anger. And I know the anger comes from fear. The same fears everyone has, will I have a job, then will I have a home, what if one of my kids dies, what if my wife leaves me, and so on and so forth.

But in the meantime, life is passing him by.

We are meant to love and to be loved. We simply cannot let worries and fears and all sorts of stray, meandering thoughts that get us no where get in the way.

Why do we let our thoughts become so very unmanageable? Thoughts of worries and fear, then more worries and fears take over like tornadoes that devour. Smogs that permeate.

All that is fine, but why eat a life of dog food and cat food, cold and miserable when we know if we start getting those thoughts in the proper direction, we can have the caviar, the filet mignon and the black forest cake we so richly deserve.

Why is it we can go to a restaurant, and assuming the bank account’s full, then we order the most delicious steak, chicken and fish that’s on the menu. And the finest of desserts. The Champagne is my favorite, let me have that.

But then when we get up in the morning we let our thoughts turn to the kid worries, the money worries, the job worries, the house work cleanliness worries (well, maybe not so much for me), but what kind of a life is that.

We are our thoughts!

So we go to a restaurant and we know how to order the finest, but left alone at home, our thoughts pretty much wander to the worst imaginable junk. Then we watch TV or even worse, the news, and it’s pretty much in the trash can by then.

I think maybe sometimes we get our thoughts from the trash can and our food from our favorite markets.

How odd.

In any case, what is the best thing in the world to think about? Love, that’s what. And we can do that and spread it around all the time.

When we speak darkly, we divide and push our loves away, but when we share a kind thought, a touch, a smile, a joke, that is increase.

So here we go, this is what wives want.

Okay, I love it when we wake up and you hold and kiss me first thing in the morning.

I love it when you make me coffee and breakfast BUT WAIT, I also want to give to you, so I like to do the dishes while you cook.

Last night you said I was not home for dinner. But I was. I came home at 9 pm and then asked if anyone was hungry and made dinner for myself. I’m okay with that.

I’d love it if you would come down and join me.

I’d love it if you would not focus on the negative.

I’d love it if you would just hold and kiss me and tell me you loved me while we ate.

Then I’d love it if you would hold me and kiss me when I went to sleep.

I’d love it if you would help with the dogs and see how much they love you.

I cook for the dogs because they give so much love to everyone. I’d love to cook for our cat but he had sinus problems as a kitten, got him from a shelter and he will only eat the junky cat food, because that’s the only thing that smells good to him. Well, that and mouse smell.

I’d love for you to look at the mice I’ve caught and lovingly kept as being cute and adorable.

I’d love for you to understand just how very much you are loved and cared for.

I’d love for you to forget about all your frets and worries about money.

I’m making a warm Alpine Wool hat for you and I hope you love it.