Socks and Marriage

I remember where I was standing the day I had a profound insight about marriage.

In my bedroom near the foot of the bed, a few feet away from the master bathroom. My husband had left his socks on the floor, just inches from his laundry basket. Feeling the frustration and resentment rise up in me, I stopped and wondered why this bothered me so much.

And that’s when it happened. The ah-ha moment. I realized that I felt like his actions were a reflection of me. We were, after all, “twain one flesh.” And then I thought of my friends’ husbands. Do I look at their husbands and make judgements about them? Um. No.

That was the beginning of the end of my nagging. Now I can’t say that I never nag anymore. I’m nowhere near perfect and I am sure I do. But now that I consciously know that how my husband acts is NOT a reflection on me, it is so much easier to let the little things go.

That experience happened at least 7 years into marriage. If I had known the tools I know now, I could have saved myself a lot of frustration. If you are ready to break free of the frustration in your marriage, email me for a complimentary coaching session.