Mind of The Good Man Part V

For the past few weeks we have been looking into the Mind of the Good Man. Catch up with Part One, Part Two, Part Three and Four. Part Five involves that mysterious necessity of all good relationships: Communication.

Communication Differences

This should be no surprise. Men and women communicate differently. We talk, they want to solve. They talk, we tell them not to feel that way. For both, men and women, we just want to be heard and understood. Take what he says at face value and don’t overanalyze it. Accept what he is saying. When talking with him, be honest, not manipulative. When you need help on a tough decision, give it to him, he loves the challenge. Make simple short requests. When you need help on something, asking lovingly will always result in action, especially if you have been working on steps one through four of this process. He’s not a mind reader, he won’t know it until you ask for it.

If your good man could tell you this, he would: Conversations lasting over an hour are for your girlfriends, mothers or sisters, not your good man. Talking things through and getting back on the same page should never take longer than an hour.

Job Five: If something around your home needs his assistance, ask lovingly, with a kiss, touch his face, hold his hand: something simple to tell him, you love him and you need him. Also take some time this week to just sit and listen, comment minimally, and when he’s done, give him a hug, and tell him, how glad you are that he can share his day with you.

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Domo Arigato Gozaimasu Nihon - Thank You Japan

First, I apologize. It's almost been a week since my last post, and life certainly has a way to take me over. Arigato Gozaimasu - Thank You We have many commitments, many places where we have promised our time and energy, and when sickness sets in for me or anyone in our home, life pretty much stops....for little while anyway. Thankfully, the illnesses are down to minor colds, and as of yesterday, I am off the meds to treat a sinus infection. But that's not all. It's re-enrollment time at school, and every March we face the same uncertain future in debate...Can we swing yet another year's worth of financial commitment to our Catholic school, for four children. It's a stressful time, it's uncertain, and I have to say, that security is something I thrive on. Any insecurity, and I tell you, life just isn't right. With the children unaware of our finessing the budget, we work to keep that calm and peace that assures the children all will be well.

Words Can Hurt

When we first started having children, like most people, we realized quickly how they often work as a mirror to our own actions. Letting a swear word slip here or there was not uncommon in our home, yet, when our first child was about 18 months or so, and hearing my swear word echo in the house for several days from her little lips, well, it was enough to curb my speech, dramatically. And now, swear words are never spoken in front of the children, and we have adopted a few more words that are unacceptable in the house, even though common place in the world. Just another example at how, as parents, we truly are the domestic church. The world may be on the path of negativity, but the home is where we make the difference. My four year old the other day, said, "I hate tomatoes!" Not the worst thing to hear from her mouth, granted, however, the word 'hate' bothers me a lot. 'Hate' is a very strong word, opposite of 'Love'. Think of how strong that word,

Little Guys and Big Things

Sometimes, Veggie Tales stick with you. Even when an 8 year old seems too old for Veggie Tale stories, and reluctantly watches a few, the messages do stick. Over the weekend, my Knight was to serve Mass. For the past few Sundays he has been serving, and we keep reminding him of the various ways to show reverence while doing his duties.....a bow to the tabernacle, folding of the hands and so forth. Sunday, I happened to be watching Knight lather his gel in his hair to ready for Mass, and I once again, reminded him to keep his reverent ways about him while serving. He made a distinct face at me, and said, "Ugh, Mom, those other server boys are bigger than me. I don't want to do something they aren't doing." "I understand, but you could set the example, because you know, what you are doing is the right thing." He shook his head, looked at himself in the mirror, and seeing his own image reflected, said again, "I'm the youngest one there, Mom

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