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We Need To Praise Our Men More Often |
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2009-10-21
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We Need To Praise Our Men More Often
Let me tell you about my man. My man and I are raising our two beautiful children- born eight months apart (my daughter was three and a half months premature). We do not send our children to day care. My husband stays home and watches the children during the week. At five p.m., only an hour after I get home from teaching(the job that allows us to have health benefits- his job as a plumber, though well-paying, did not)he goes to work at A & P in the deli. He works from five until ten at night. Three nights a week, he rises at 3:30 a.m. and works from 4 a.m. until 6 a.m. making those delicious salads you see in the deli cases. This is not what his years of schooling and apprenticeship prepared him for he had to quit that career for now because it didn't allow us to raise our children ourselves and still have those all important health benefits. But my husband is a man. He never complains that he is tired, and he never complains that he resents putting his chosen career on hold. He never says "no" to either child when they want to show him Seamus the Leprechaun for the 912th time that day. He is never too tired to take me in his arms. He is never too tired to ask if I want his help doing research or inputting grades into my computer. He may not say "I love you" with his words as often as Hollywood would have us women believe he should, but every day, every action, every breath he takes is the loudest "I love you" a woman could ever hear.
Did I mention that he sent me and the kids on a grandma/daddy funded shopping spree so that he could repaint the entire first floor of our home in one day, all because I casually remarked that I couldn't get the highlighter marks my son made off the wall?
How could I ever point out to him that th e laundry isn't done to my satisfaction? How could I ever have the audacity to point out that he doesn't dust as well as I do? What woman in her right mind would complain that he sleeps until nine o'clock on his one day off? Not me. At the end of the day, our home is only important because of the people in it- not the stuff and how it's arranged, dusted, or kept up.
Thank you, Dr. Laura, for teaching me how to be the wife my husband deserves- through your show, through your books, and through your unique voice that I can't quite get out of my head. And thank you for making me a better teacher to scores of teenagers who pass through my classroom. Your advice has often passed to them through my lips.
Please continue to let us wives praise our men publicly and loudly they deserve that and more- more than I could ever give in the sixty or seventy short years I plan on worshiping my man.
J.
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