Grandpa's always right

One of my favorite bloggers, Quiet Sara, had a blog a while back about how other women treated / talked about their husbands. It was all I could think about today as I was eating lunch at work. Some of the ladies were just tearing their husbands apart. These poor guys apparently can't do anything right! 

I was never really one to say bad stuff about The Big Guy, but I know there were times when I was in a bad mood that I may have said a disparaging remark or two. Nowadays, with submission on my mind and trying to keep my heart where it should be, I try to only say positive things. Everyone knows that I adore TBG.  I don't get into the "smash fest" with the other girls. Except today. 

Today I couldn't take it anymore. The girls were so snotty about their hubbies.  "He doesn't do this...he doesn't do that." Blah, blah, blah. I sat there thinking, was this me? Did I ever treat my husband like this to the other ladies? It was almost a shock. And, quite frankly, it really pissed me off.  I finally just said "you know, have you guys done anything for your hubbies lately?" You would have thought I grew a huge second nose on my face, the way they looked at me.  And then came the comments: "are you kidding me?", "I do everything and that man does nothing.", "oh and I'm sure your husband is perfect!"  Well, no, TBG is not perfect. But, he's pretty damn perfect for me. My response was a simple "my grandpa always said you catch more flies with honey and I've found the nicer I am to my hubby, the more he does for me. Maybe if you guys talked about what you needed from each other it would help." Again, with the looking at me like I had a growth on my face. 

And at the same time, inside of me, I thought who are you and what have you done with the old Maggie? It was a small revelation and a wonderful feeling of contentment filled me, knowing that I'm trying to make my marriage better and most importantly, making TBG feel happy, respected, and loved. Because when we are like this he does even more for me than I ask sometimes. He makes me feel safe, secure, and loved.  I guess Grandpa was right.