SUMMER NIGHTS – SUMMER LOVE

I live on the central east coast of Florida, so summer is the time for things to slow down a little, be a little more relaxed – not that there is so much hustle and bustle in the fall and winter months here – but there are less snowbirds on the road and a lot more summer drinks being poured.

Now, with that said, I am going to get into relationships.  Wouldn’t it be great if our relationship with our spouse or special partner was always pleasant and on an even keel?  No glares or misunderstandings.  No arguments.  Well, that just doesn’t happen in real life.  We do argue – we do fight – we do have misunderstandings and we certainly “glare”.  However, remember this advice:  Women need to talk – men need to be understood – and we all need some space from time to time.

Summer can offer us much more of a scenario for talking, being understood and creating space.  Of course, where I live, we take off to the beach on Friday evening for some quiet time, sitting in our chairs, watching the ocean and sipping a cocktail.  It has a great nullifying effect.  Wherever you are though, you probably can take a walk around the block, go for bike ride, or chat with a friend over the backyard fence.  Or work in the yard – that’s great for relieving stress.  Just don’t take everything so seriously – after some time has passed talk again but try to start the conversation with an easy tone and, hey, maybe a joke.

As I have mentioned, I am not an expert – but this sounds like good advice to me – maybe a little trite, because we all know that sometimes it’s very hard to forgive if someone has been very hurtful. However, if the relationship is worth salvaging, then we must figure out a way to work through the hurt and get to the other side.

Hope your summer begins happy and you have some wonderful “summer nights“ - and remember, forgiveness is essential in any relationship.

Respectfully,

Karen

 

Bite Your Tongue and If I Had Known

An acquaintance of mine confided in me that whenever she wants to bring up a subject that might be disagreeable to her husband, she has to pick and choose the timing carefully.   For instance, she has to be certain he is “in a good mood” or he has to need something from her, like sex.    I take offense to this.  If there is something important to you that you need to discuss at a particular time, why do you have to put your needs aside and wait for that perfect moment so that you don’t upset him?  Why do we always have to consider the other person’s feelings – over our own?  I guess now I am asking for advice (lol).

And another story confided in my recently – a women back in the 60’s who was physically abused by her husband.  He was in the military and she was a stay at home mom.  How much of this is still going on.  It’s sad – for all parties involved.

On a lighter side -  another friend (male) says to keep his wife happy, he just says “yes dear”.  He stays happy that way too:)

My poem for this month – April:

IF I HAD KNOWN

If I had known what trouble you were bearing;

What griefs were in the silence of our face;

I would have been more gentle, and more caring,

And tried to give you gladness for a space.

I would have brought more warmth into the place,

If I had know.

If I had known what thoughts despairing drew you;

(Why do we never try to understand?)

I would have lent a little friendship to you,

And slipped my hand within your hand,

And made your stay more pleasant in the land,

If I had know.  (Mary Carolyn Davies)

Have a wonderful April,

Respectfully,

Karen

Daffodils and Spring

I wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats on high o’er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd, -

A host of golden daffodils

Beside the lake, beneath the trees,

Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine

And twinkle on the Milky Way,

They stretched in never-ending line

Along the margin of a bay;

Ten thousand saw I, at a glance,

Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced, but they

Outdid the sparkling waves in glee;

A poet could not but be gay

In such a jocund company;

I gazed-and gazed-but little thought

What wealth the show to me had brought.

For oft, when on my couch I lie,

In vacant or in pensive mood,

They flash upon that inward eye

Which is the bliss of solitude;

And then my heart with pleasure fills,

And dances with the daffodils.

William Wordsworth

It is almost April and in some parts of the country, the golden daffofils dance!

Respectfully,

Karen