I had someone tell me via a blog comment that I started a fight with them and they have all day everyday to finish things with me because they are a “stay-at-home trophy wife”, and that they live for this. Huh…Were they cutting me down or having a difficult realization about themselves?
After a few days of mulling this over; I realize that hate is all that some people have. Some people cannot see past little day-to-day things because that is all they have. This person was not happy on her wedding. When is she ever happy? She dubs herself the CEO of the family, and has some delusional idea that we should all be directed by her and aim to please her. She was not looking to be a part of a family, she was looking to have people bow down to her.
Now, I get it. She lives be hateful and angry. Of course, she finds foolish little reasons to be mad at family, me, waiters, people that she worked with back when she did work. She herself says that it is what she lives for. It is evident in her behavior that she looks for reasons to be angry, so that she can control people. I know people who escaped bad marriages, and they often describe their married lives as, “walking on eggshells.” They say that being divorced from the petty person they were married to is like a load off their backs and an indescribable sense of relief. I get it now.
Some people live for hate, what do I live for?
I live for my birds. I live to watch them grow up, and to learn new things. I live for the amazing vacations that we take, trips to the rodeo and birthday parties. I live for the ordinary days when we cook dinner together and spend the evening playing board games. I live for the look of accomplishment that Brainy Bird had on his face when he handed me his first semester report card of his high school career. I live for the moments when Little Chirp falls into a fit of uncontrollable laughter over some childish thing like a fart or sarcastic remark.
I live for an incredible career. I actually miss going to work when I take a week off. I do not stress about work; I revel in the triumphs and tribulations.
I live for friends that I call my family. I live for friends that saw me through difficult times of cancer scares and the stress and heartbreak of having someone that I welcomed into my family destroy it. It was hard to deal with the fact that I welcomed her in despite everyone else’s protest, and my friends were there for me while so many others were placing blame on me for letting her into our lives.
I live for everyday. I live full of love. What more could I ask for?