One thing I am insanely thankful for is that I have a husband who respects the hell out of me. I honestly cannot remember a time when he has spoken rudely to me (aside from when we are already bickering!) or ignored my opinion.
Every day at work, in the grocery store and just walking down the street I hear people treating their partners horribly. The other day I heard a lady request a library material for her son and the husband walked up to her from where he was standing and said, ‘Hell no. You're not getting that.’ She immediately changed from the bubbly person she walked in as and turned into a deflated embarrassed person. When she asked why they couldn’t get it, he folded his arms across his chest and said, ‘Hell. No.’ and walked away. I looked at her with an empathetic expression and asked her if she still wanted to request the book. She sheepishly said no and with her head down, walked away from the desk.
While I felt so incredibly helpless towards this lady and wished I could do something for her, I was so incredibly thankful that I would never be treated like that. I am married to someone who is so sensitive in what he says that I feel like a royal bitch pretty frequently. It’s not a bad thing, though, because it makes me think about the words I speak to him, as well as other people.
I’ve admitted many many many times before that I am not always a nice person. I snap at Vince way too often and I can say some extremely harsh things. I ultimately feel horrible about it, but that doesn’t always prevent me from saying things. To have someone like Vince be there to balance me out is such a blessing and on this Thursday I am definitely thankful for him and thankful that he puts these thoughts in my head so that I can better myself.
I'll still probably yell at the dog though and occasionally scream that I hate her when she messes up my bed...