Across a crowded room, your eyes meet. Kismet. Love! Happily ever after! Bliss! NOT. Oh, SO NOT!!!! I’ll tell you the plain truth: Love is WORK. And you get dirty and tired and some days it doesn’t seem worth the hassle. "Gee, Beck. You sure are a downer today." No, not really. Love isn’t a game and it’s not a walk in the park. It’s not Cinderella and Prince Charming and a pumpkin coach. It’s more like cleaning the ashes out of the fireplace and doing the dishes. It’s not a feeling.
- Love is not a feeling. That’s powerful to someone who just got that.
- Love is a verb– and more specifically– an ACTION verb.
- Love isn’t passive — it’s doesn’t just BE. It’s not like air, for goodness sake. It takes effort.
Admission: I’ve had times in my life when I’ve looked at my husband (of nearly 33 years) and thought, "How did I get here?" and, "Who is this man?" Not only have I been tempted to walk away, I actually HAVE walked away. Yep. Right out that door. God, in his Infinite Wisdom, worked on my heart and walked me back through the door and started to work on me. I was busily focused on the ‘in love’ part and totally ignored the ‘love’ part. Does that make any sense? It took a while but I began to be taught that the ‘love’ issue was mine. I stopped blaming him for the love I wasn’t feeling. Slowly, I began to change my thoughts … I would make sure he had a nice meal on the table. If he was watching a game, I’d fix a plate and take it to him. If he was on the tractor, I’d take him a glass of iced tea. Little things. And not all dealing with food 
I was learning to serve. Was I doing it to get his attention? NO. Was I trying to be his maid? NO WAY! Was I trying to make a point? NO. Did it change anything? YOU BETCHA! See, little by little (because that’s how it has to be with me) I was realizing I was put here to be his help-meet — not his mother, not his boss. I was put here to serve him. I wasn’t in charge. Now, before you get your panties in a twist, realize that he was put here to serve me, too. And as I began to change HE began to change. Was it easy? Nope. Was it comfortable? Nope. Was it worth it? IMMEASURABLY. So, before you toss the baby out with the bathwater, give it another chance. Change needs to start with YOU.
About Becky FisherBecky Fisher -- Social Media Manager and Strategist - understands the value of relationships and reputation management! Having built a long lasting multiple-6-figure/year business in real estate title before early retirement, she is most proud of her clients relating that they felt like she was family to them and not a contracted service. While she takes business very seriously, she doesn't take herself too seriously as evidenced by her upbeat and light-hearted postings online. These days she hails from Central Texas where she and her husband relocated to be close to her only grandchild - Baby Danger. Contact her anytime at becky@simpleandsane.com and she'll make you feel at home!
Follow her on Twitter https://twitter.com/SimpleandSane
Find her on Facebook https://www.facebook.com/rebecca.messick.fisher
She'll speak like she's got sense on her personal G+ page at http://gplus.to/MagicalMediaSolutions & her G+ business page at gplus.to/BeckyFisherSocialMediaMgr
{ 1 trackback }