Unhappy In Your Marriage? Lower Your Expectations!

Aug 29, 13 Unhappy In Your Marriage? Lower Your Expectations!

Posted by in Mel & Me, Our Story

In the early days of our relationship, I used to think if we worked really hard at it, we could make our marriage better.  I longed for a relationship where we told each other everything, met each others’ needs and kissed each other madly at the end of every separation.  In short, I wanted more.  I worked hard to get it and asked my spouse to work hard, too. In retrospect, all that longing wasn’t great for my relationship.  Asking for my partner to give me more, didn’t make our relationship better.  However, the desire to reduce all that conflict kept us in dialogue and helped us to change our marriage.  Instead of asking for more of each other, the phrase that we laugh about repeatedly is, “If you aren’t happy in your marriage, lower your expectations!” After that, Mel always says, “If that doesn’t work, lower them some more.” In our early marriage, I had an unspoken expectation that it was Mel’s job to make me happy. Over the years, I have heard my clients suffer with these expectations. I was in agony and I hear my clients in agony because their expectations are unmet. I had to realize Mel signed up to do life with me, not in service to me. Understanding that changed everything. I watch Mel work extremely hard in our lives and I appreciate it. I realize if there is something around our house that needs doing, then I can do it, or request that he do it. And, as a kind and loving husband, he is usually happy to help with my request. I had to lower the expectations of what marriage should be (I often think of “should” as a dirty word!), and had to start appreciating what marriage is. Lowering expectations has worked wonders for our marriage–and laughing about it hasn’t hurt, either.  Not having expectations of the way it is “supposed to be” has allowed us to appreciate the contributions from all of our family...

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Dear Diary, It’s Hard to Come Home…

Aug 25, 13 Dear Diary, It’s Hard to Come Home…

Posted by in Dear Diary, Travel

4 countries 6 currencies 38 days 4 backpacks 3 rental cars 1 car loaned by friends 2 ferries old friends new friends 2 amusement parks 3 medieval villages 1 mountain climb to a chateau daily scrapbooks fresh baked bread old cheese, salami, french wine, Danish snaps, Danish beer, bubbles, 4 swimming pools, 2 hot springs, 2 beaches, and a whole lot of sunshine… It has been a week since we returned from our 5 week trip to Iceland, France, Denmark, and Sweden.  I have had a hard time reintegrating  back into my life.  I have had difficulty writing.  Not because I don’t have anything to say but because I have been on some kind of sensory overload for several weeks now and I have had a hard time forming a thought of my own.  I have been awash in varied and intense emotions. I have had my fill of beautiful places and interesting visual stimulation.  I have had my fill of re-connection and connection with people I have known, and people I have gotten to meet in the last month.  I am physically spent.  I can feel the physical exhaustion hanging on even though I have taken it easy this week and haven’t tried to do too much. I am sated by the time on vacation with my family and have been enjoying some time alone this week.  Being in close quarters with my family was so warm and we have shared a real sense of connection that was sweet and special.  Now we are all disconnecting just a bit so we can go on with our individual lives. People want to hear about our trip and I am not ready to talk about it much yet.  It is like a new lover, something to savor that is greater than words.  If I talk about it, I tie it down, I accidentally commit to giving it a meaning instead of letting my feelings exist on their own in a land without words.  I want...

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