Thursday, January 16, 2014

Marriage: Don't Keep Score

"As long as you’re ensuring everything works out evenly,

there’ll be a chip on your shoulder or a cloud of guilt over your head.  If you both decide to greet

every injustice by embracing it and doing what you can, things do somehow balance in terms of

the big picture.  When you give up the quest for a tie, you both come out winners."

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Marriage: Don’t Keep Score

by Caitlin Marchand


Don’t Keep Score

Don’t keep score against other marriages.  You have no idea what goes on in somebody else’s marriage, no matter what you think you know.  Do their facebook photos look like a perfect family?  Doesn’t mean a thing.  Do they seem to bicker way more than you ever could?  None of your business.  This road can only lead to envy or pride.

Don’t keep score against your parents’ marriage.  First, see above.  You don’t know your parents marriage.  You think you do because you lived in the house with them but you still don’t know what went on in private.  For another thing, children are the most self centered people on the planet.  They only notice things as they apply to them and from their own perspective.  Think about the difference between road trips when you were in the back of the van and when you started sitting up front.  As children we just all magically arrived at our destination after a more or less fun adventure with all the things we needed.

As a mom it’s days of laundry and organization before and after and the sound of shrill kid voices drilling into your brain on hour eight in the car.  Getting four children in and out of a gas station bathroom solo: nightmare.  Finally, your parents have decades more experience in marriage than you.  You don’t know what their marriage looked like when they started out.  They’ve put a lot of work in since then.  You will too.  Relax.

Don’t keep score against the marriage you imagined.  I imagined getting up every morning with my spouse, sitting across the table staring deeply into each other’s eyes as we discussed the coming day, and then handing him a delicious homemade lunch in a paper sack.  I did not imagine punching him in the arm after the third round of alarm/snooze to make sure he doesn’t miss getting to work.  I didn’t imagine buying him a Keurig because any other coffee making device took too much time and brain power in the morning.*

I did not imagine losing all our Tupperware in the first month of marriage because I sent it to work with him, only to find he was really just as happy to eat from the squadron kitchens.  Presumably Mike did not imagine needing to learn all about depression when he got married, or having a wife who turns mildly psychotic at 11 pm every night.  Let it go.  I didn’t imagine, I couldn’t have imagined, all the amazing things that make this work either.  It’s better than anything I could have imagined.  Messier, yes.  Certainly more of a work in progress, but definitely better.

Most importantly, don’t keep score between spouses.  Some days you feel like you are doing more than your fair share.  Some days it feels like you aren’t pulling your weight.  When we first got married we tried to make sure everything was even, equal, fair.  Now we’ve embraced the idea that marriage is all about injustice and we’re both much happier.  My husband is a terrible morning person.  It doesn’t matter what time he wakes up, he will be a bear for at least an hour.  Therefore, I do mornings.  Barring some extreme circumstance I get up every weekend and holiday morning and get the kids situated, waking him an hour or two later.  It’s really really unfair.

On the other hand, I accomplish anything I accomplish in the first half of the day.  Many days, most days, Mike gets home from a long day’s work and finds I haven’t even come up with a dinner idea.  He cheerfully gets down to cooking.  It’s completely unfair.

One of the readings we chose for our wedding was Paul’s Letter to the Ephesians, including the rather controversial “wives be subject to your husbands” line.  Personally it has never bothered me one bit.  In fact, I love it, along with the lines that follow it.
22 Wives, be subject to your husbands, as to the Lord. 23 For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, his body, and is himself its Savior. 24 As the church is subject to Christ, so let wives also be subject in everything to their husbands. 25 Husbands, love your wives, as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her,26 that he might sanctify her, having cleansed her by the washing of water with the word, 27 that he might present the church to himself in splendor, without spot or wrinkle or any such thing, that she might be holy and without blemish.28 Even so husbands should love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself. 29 For no man ever hates his own flesh, but nourishes and cherishes it, as Christ does the church, 30 because we are members of his body. 31 “For this reason a man shall leave his father and mother and be joined to his wife, and the two shall become one flesh.” 32 This is a great mystery, and I mean in reference to Christ and the church; 33 however, let each one of you love his wife as himself, and let the wife see that she respects her husband.

How did Christ love the church?  By laying down his very life for her.  By subjecting himself to scourging, crowning with thorns, being paraded through the streets in disgrace and being hung on cross and pierced by a spear all to open heaven to her.  So if I am trying to be subject to someone who is trying to sacrifice everything for me, it becomes a race for the bottom instead of a competition to come out on top.**   No point in score keeping then.  We’re over it.  As long as you’re ensuring everything works out evenly, there’ll be a chip on your shoulder or a cloud of guilt over your head.  If you both decide to greet every injustice by embracing it and doing what you can, things do somehow balance in terms of the big picture.  When you give up the quest for a tie, you both come out winners.

* When we completed our marriage counselling questionnaires before our wedding there was one thing the priest pointed out as a problem “It says here she is a morning person and he is a night person.  This is going to cause trouble”.  We laughed.  We should not have laughed.

Monday, January 6, 2014

We don't have to drink to die

The following was written by a member of Alcoholics Anonymous.  I have deleted his name to protect his anonymity. The names in the original letter have been changed too.





We don't have to drink to die.



We buried him yesterday. The County Coroner had published the required

notices for next of kin and nobody had claimed the body. It was just myself

and his sponsor, no preacher even, the county doesn't pay for those. Not

much of send-off, and not the one Bill had asked for. A cheap coffin, a

backhoe dug a hole, and that was it - another old AA gone.



He had been sober over 20 years and in AA over 30, a stern and rigid man

who tried to soften his edges and never could. He was a loner, a fringer, an

isolated man at the edge of life's good things. He hung in there... and in the

end hung himself. I don't know why; I can't know. I know there had been a

diagnosis of senile dementia, and I know that the doctor had added cancer

to the list. But, I've seen AAs deal with such things before... I don't know

why Bill decided he couldn't.



It isn't the first time I've been through this in Alcoholics Anonymous. I've

known several over the years who just up and walked out life's door one

day. Sober, but not happy. Sober, but not at peace. Sober, but they died of

alcoholism. Our disease doesn't need us to drink in order to kill us. I wish

more folks knew that, and appreciated it.



Alcoholism is the only disease that is entirely capable of fighting back, of

taking care of itself, and of emerging in new places and new forms when it

isn't properly treated. That's because of the spiritual malady. Most people

think that has something to do with prayer or with God. It doesn't. It has

to do with 'our spirit'... that force which animates, motivates and propels

us. As an alcoholic, my spirit is ill. It is flawed. My character, or basic

nature, doesn't work right. At its root, it is a fundamental and irresolveable

insecurity...a hole that can't ever be filled. It is an instinct run rampant, a

desperate need for acceptance and love that cannot be met. It hurts. It fills

one with fear. The selfishness and self-centeredness of the alcoholic lies

here... we are totally preoccupied with what is going on with ourselves on

the inside.



The slings and arrows of experience warped by this need drive us to the

fringe, and the voices of the committee in our head keep us there. We are

obsessed with ourselves, and from this condition of mind...the insanity of

feelings gone haywire, we become self-medicators eventually. We discover

alcohol or something else...and the stuff quiets the voices, provides the

relief we've never been able to find in any other way. It isn't any wonder we

drink, or drug, the way we do.

And some of us don't develop an addiction...in attempting to meet these

crying demands of our spirit become ill, we develop other malformations of

behavior, and suffer in a hundred different ways.



God broke Bill's obsession to drink. But, I don't think Bill ever truly

understood his disease. I say that because I watched him struggle with

those old unresolved issues of his heart for years. His rigidity, coldness,

aloofness, isolation and difficulty with other people were a reflection of the

pain in his heart... of the disease of alcoholism gone deep inside, and still

active.



Alcoholism didn't need Bill to drink in order to continue trying to kill him,

and in the end...it succeeded. In the end, instead of self abandoned...Bill

abandoned hope...and discovered a bitter end.



Our recovery from alcoholism through the Steps must be a three-fold

process. It is not one dimensional. When we say, in AA, that we have

a triangle...recovery, unity, service...we mean it. In working the Steps, I

clear a pathway for two purposes...first, to come into a group of human

people and away from the fringe of society where I have spent most of

my emotional life. Secondly, to discover 'belonging' through service to the

people within that group. It is only this entire, threefold process that heals.

It is especially true for those of us who suffer from the spiritual malady to a

great degree.



Perhaps the 12th Step says it best: "Having had a spiritual awakening as

the result of these Steps (recovery), we tried to carry this message to other

alcoholics (service) and practice these principles in all our affairs (unity).

You see...I cannot hold back. I must not continue to suffer that shyness,

aloneness, that overwhelming sense of self...in my affairs. I must get

involved in a group of people to practice these principles in all my affairs.

Only the total approach is healing. Anything less is little more than driving

my disease deep...and if I do that...it will continue to eat away, trying to

destroy me.



It destroyed Bill. This is a memorial to an old AA who gave his best

shot...and I think Bill ended up on the plus side. It wasn't his fault; he

seemed to have been born that way. There were a lot of old ideas about

self that Bill could never muster the willingness to let go of. He is at rest

now. But it says somewhere that "no matter how far down the scale we

have gone, we will see how our experience can benefit others."



Bill cannot speak to his experience any longer; I am speaking

in his memory. And I think that if Bill could talk to us today, he'd

say "Understand your disease thoroughly, and work the complete program

of recovery"!



God Bless!