My mother-in-law passed away this past August.
I was fortunate to have been able to say goodbye to her.
While there were many things I could have said…
what I did say was thank you. Thank you for raising your son to be such a good man.
Now hold on; don’t go anywhere. This is not going to be a nauseating post telling you how perfect my husband is.
Trust me, he has a few irritating habits.
But…he is, perfect for me.
We have a lot in common:
Upbringing…faith…values. Plus, we’re both a little obsessive when it comes to neatness and organization.
Have I mentioned we each have an incredible sense of humor? We laugh a lot. Sometimes with each other, sometimes at each other.
Most importantly, we have the same taste in music. (Which is incredibly important when spending as much time in the same vehicle as we do.)
There are also areas where we compliment each other.
He’s a “it’s not a problem, it’s an opportunity” guy, while I’m a realist.
I break things; he fixes things.
But I come in handy when written communication is needed. And we’re talking about more than the annual Christmas letter here.
This past Tuesday, we celebrated our 30th anniversary. And in all of those years, I never have felt anything other than grateful for our marriage. While life has happened along the way, our marriage has always been solid.
(I’m tempted to say easy, but I am ‘a little stitious’ enough to fear that if I did utter those words, the universe would instantly come crashing down, and I certainly don’t want that to happen.)
At any rate, you would think 30 years of a happy marriage would somehow qualify me to offer marital advice.
But what makes me qualified?
I can tell you what worked for me, but I am not you.
And that’s one of the things that really confuses me about this world today.
Who do you trust to give you advice?
I mean there are some things I think are fairly obvious.
Like say for example, if we were in the middle of a pandemic, I would trust the advice of epidemiologists, while I would save the advice of neuroradiologists if I had a disease of the central nervous system. (But hey. That’s just me.)
Whether on talk shows, or in magazines or books, celebrities, politicians and activists eagerly dole out advice about relationships, beauty, and nutrition. And they are qualified because why?
And then there are those bloggers and Youtubers. Apparently anybody can give advice. (Yes. I know what I just wrote.)
Friends and family love to offer advice, which can be a good thing, because they know us, but on the other hand, it can be a bad thing because, well, they know us.
And then there is the issue of people giving advice that you want to hear rather than advice you need to hear.
Some people don’t even seek out advice. They just listen to that little voice in their head.
So I’m curious.. Who do you trust for advice? Why?
Something to Eat
by Six Vegan Sisters
I know, I know. Tofu. Scary. But if you haven’t tried it, you really should. This dish has become one of our favorites, and is rather easy to prepare, so it would be a great introduction into the world of weird vegan food. I serve it with rice and steamed kale (FROM MY GARDEN!!!!). The additional chili garlic sauce is not optional. (Unless you have sensitive taste buds and can’t take a little heat.)
Something to Read
Have a Little Faith
by Mitch Albom
I love a Mitch Albom book. Tuesdays with Morrie. The Five People You Meet in Heaven. Finding Chika. I mean, who doesn’t need a good cry from time to time? The book begins with a request from an eighty-two-year-old rabbi from Albom’s hometown. The rabbi asks Albom to deliver his eulogy when the time comes. Albom agrees, but only if the rabbi allows Albom to get to know him better. This book is not as much about religion as it is about faith. It addresses the “us” vs. “them” mentality that permeates our society today. (But at least this time it’s not political! Can I get an Amen?!) It’s inspirational and stayed with me long after I read the last word. I recommend it to anyone who needs to believe in something bigger than themself.
Something to Ponder
Good advice comes from bad experiences.unknown
So there you have it. My brain is emptied and hopefully I have given you something to think about. I would love to hear your thoughts!