Marriage

I just discovered that my husband doesnt read my blogs.

I asked him this afternoon : What do you think would catch the reader's eye for the  title of my next blog?  He revealed that he didn't know how to find my blog.  What do you mean I asked, a little confused.   It’s on facebook, you gave me a thumbs up.  Don’t you read the blogs?   You just click on the link I said.  Oh, says he.

I’ve been writing this blog for quite some time now.  He consistently leaves a thumbs up emoji at the end of each post. I assumed that meant that he had clicked on the link and went to my website and read my blog before he added his thumbs up. And while it’s true I always ask him to listen while I read the final draft out loud, he in fact, has never clicked on the link to go to the website.

I am not devastated by this information.

I actually find it pretty amusing and also a pretty good reflection of what a marriage looks like: Always supportive of, but not necessarily involved in, every aspect of each others’ day.

I am equally involved in his hobbies.

A few years back we made concurrent audiological exam appointments because we both questioned each other's hearing when we found ourselves repeating and reminding about statements made.  Both of us had perfect hearing. Afterwards we walked to the car in bemusement.  We could no longer suggest that the  other might be going deaf, apparently we simply tuned out.  We have become each others’ white noise. 

These days with our smart phone reels and lap top games we’ve both noticed it’s getting worse.  But at least we sit side by side on the couch during our screen time.

Sometimes it’s ok to be the one leaving the thumbs up without clicking the link. I like to think of it as unconditional support.

He has faith in me.  He encourages me.  I still get the dopamine hit from the thumbs up.