It’s difficult to juggle marriage and parenting at the same time, but it’s a woman’s job to be a wife to her husband and be a mother to her kids. After all the sacrifices our mothers do for us, I do agree that every once in a while, they too, deserve a break.
The woman in this story is married, but her husband lets her have a night on her own. Like most attractive women, men usually hit on her despite seeing the ring on her finger. Incidents like these can be flattering for a married woman, but it could also be a dangerous game to play. For this woman, however, being hit on a bar made her realize something vital about her marriage.
Most men would probably go berserk if they knew this happens to their wives. If you were this woman’s husband, how would you respond to such a scenario? Before you react, though, read this first because, it might be something that you and your wife need right now.
Here’s her story:
The other night I was out at the bar, enjoying some time away from the house and the kids. I’m a stay at home mom, so every couple of weeks I need a break. NEED.
I like to go out singing at my favorite karaoke bar. It lets me stretch out in my own skin for a while without any demands being made of me. It’s rejuvenating.
Since my favorite hobby happens to take place at a bar, I do get hit on from time to time.
After ten years of marriage, I’ve gotten used to explaining to guys that I’m not only married, I’m committed-married. One would think a gold band on the third finger of the left hand would do it, but more often than not it simply elicits questions like, “Well, does that matter?” or “If you’re married, why isn’t your husband here with you?” – as if to imply that married people aren’t allowed hobbies of their own or time apart.
This last time I was out, however, I had an experience that changed the way I think about my answer to those questions.
A nice man (and, yes, married people can find other people nice) was chatting with me when suddenly the questions shifted a bit and I could tell he was starting to feel out if I was available. He was polite about it, and after I told him I was married, he asked, “Do you think it’s forever?”
I’d never been asked that before, in that context. My reflex response was, “Well, yes – he’s my best friend!” I then talked for a bit about our life together, and some of the high-level stuff that made this a “forever” marriage.
That night as I drove home, though, the question came back to me. I thought about it’s implications some more, and I had some really beautiful revelations.
This is a forever marriage.
He truly is my best friend.
I can be out in the world and see other people who are attractive, intelligent, engaging, and fun, but they are all of those things in that moment.
My husband is all of those things to me, forever.
The man I’ve met in the moment has no idea which album is my favorite to listen to on Sunday morning while we make brunch.
He doesn’t know how to push my buttons by purposely mispronouncing words, or the hilarious arguments that can invoke.
He doesn’t know that when I grab his hand in a certain way, what I’m asking for is an epic thumb wrestling war.
He couldn’t possibly know the words to the song we made up about our old dog, sung to the tune of I’m a Little Teapot.
This man I’ve just met doesn’t know that I can be depressed in the winter and that I need a little extra emotional support over the months of February and March.
Or that I can be an explosive rage monster when I’m stressed out.
He sure as hell wasn’t there to keep our family from starving to death when we were homeless for a time in 2009.
He hasn’t put in the long hours of grueling work so his children could be raised at home by one of their own parents, which we agreed to do from the time we first discussed having a family together.
He didn’t intuitively know how to push a pressure point in my back during labor to ease my tension and make for an amazing, spiritual birth of our son.
He certainly didn’t conceive that son with me on a cold Valentine’s night on a crappy old mattress on the floor of a crappy old apartment that perpetually smelled like pot from the neighbors down the hall.
It was the first place we lived with four solid walls after losing our house, and it felt like a mansion.
I’ve always known that we have a “forever” marriage (day by day we choose to make it so), but until I was asked that question in that context, I hadn’t really thought about the entirety of what was behind my response when I’d say, “I’m married.”
The guys who ask, “Are you happy?” are asking about now. And, truthfully, not every moment of a marriage is going to be happy. That question doesn’t examine where you’ve been or where you’re going. It asks you about now, because the goal for them is for satisfaction now. But, I never answer the question in the “now.”
Marriage isn’t a “now” thing. It’s a continuum.
I’ve turned down nice guys, creepers, and your average drunk who is throwing out lines in every direction hoping for a nibble. My rejection of the man has nothing, NOTHING, to do with who they are.
It has everything to do with who my husband is, and what our marriage is.
He is my best friend. And our marriage is, day by day, forever.
Check In With Ghosts: 13 Haunted Hotels
These hotels are the haunting grounds of an assortment of ghosts — from friendly, tortured, or simply nasty — who “checked in” and never left.
For people on vacation or those who are frequently traveling for work, hotels become temporary homes. In effect, they become halfway houses to a host of people. However, there are hotels that are considered as the permanent haunting grounds of an assortment of ghosts — from friendly, tortured, or simply nasty — who obviously "checked in" and never left.
Here are 13 hotels that are said to have paranormal attractions. We picked each from different countries. It's worth noting that the alleged ghost sightings haven't hurt their business. People who are up for a good scare are drawn to them. Besides, encounters with spirits always make for interesting stories.
#1. Akasaka Weekly Mansion (Japan)
This Thought-Provoking Story About a Man and His 4 Sons May Change Your Life
A story shared by Dr. Hemant Mittal — a psychiatrist and motivational coach in Mumbai — drives home the regrettable fact that we often don’t know what to prioritize or value until it’s too late.
Throughout our lives, we make choices that dictate its course. We decide where we live, we pick what to work on, we decide whom to love, and so on. All these decisions — along with the experiences and interactions with others that result from them — affect what happens to us.
A story shared by Dr. Hemant Mittal — a psychiatrist and motivational coach in Mumbai — drives home the regrettable fact that we often don't know what to prioritize or value until it's too late. May it serve as a wake-up tale for those of us who still have time to pay attention to the people and things that continue to enrich our lives even when we take them for granted.
A Man and His 4 Sons
The Four Seasons of a Tree, Don’t Judge a Life By One Difficult Season
Don’t judge a life by one difficult season.
We live in a world where almost everything is just a few clicks away. Everyone is in a hurry to do things in record time. On top of that, people expect things to be perfect all the time — so much so that the tiniest mistakes send them reeling. Instant gratification is the name of the game and patience has become a thing of the past.
So, for anyone who's been feeling the strain of having to keep up with everyone else who's running in the so-called rat race, here's a tale that will remind you to slow down and appreciate the lessons you learn from the unexpected setbacks that life throws at you. They often lead you to something that's even better than what you imagined.