Saturday, March 25, 2006
Keeping My Cool
I am very protective of my wife. Actually, I have always been protective of the women in my life, starting with my mom when I was still a child.
There isn't much that gets me upset, or that gets my blood boiling. However, I am very protective of Cathy, almost too much so. She's a big girl, I know. Perhaps it is the old-fashioned chivalry that my father instilled in me. He always stood beside her, he always backed her up (even when it was her fault). I admire my father so much that I emulate even his faults, which are few. All of my faults are my own responsibility.
It is because of my attempt to retain ownership of my faults that I need to moderate my reactions. When I am under physical or verbal attack, I can remain relatively calm. I need to extend the objectivity I retain to encompass when my wife is attacked.
To be sure, I will defend her. However, I can do so much better, and benefit her more, if I keep my cool.