I have this image of perfection...
Of thinking that everything will be in pristine order...
Just fall perfectly within the mold.
And when something doesn't fit exactly right into that mold, i transport into "Tizzy" mode.
And of course being that patience and i are contrary to the other,
It creates a particularly difficult challenge for Him (yes i need to come up with a name or something of designation for the significant one)
Patience he has, thus far, thankfully, although to always expect that is also unrealistic.
In visiting Tizzy, i miss the beauty of "right here, right now".
My worries, my insecurities...
He is not oblivious to them by any means.
He recognizes them almost immediately, and then begins the expedition.
And in a matter of a few words and a little time, the calmness returns.
He does that...
And i so need that.
Wonderful! Your last few posts convey a deepening sense of satisfaction that is quite nice to read about.
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