On Saturday, we went to the 50% sale at the Golden Goodwill which I call The G Boutique. I found a handsome dark green plaid cotton long sleeve shirt for my husband. I showed it to him and he said, “No, I don’t want it.” “Why not?” I whined. “It’s only $2, it’s your color and you can wear it with jeans or khaki pants. And it’s a really good name brand.” “I don’t want it and I don’t need it.” “Yes, you do!” I protested. Finally, I hung the shirt back on the rack but I sulked a little about it. By the time we go to the car, I had let it go. I had no control over whether or not he liked the shirt, wanted the shirt, needed the shirt. It was his choice, his decision and my job was to leave that choice and decision to him. It is the respectful thing to do. I have no control over a great many things, this being just one of them. My real job in life is to take care of myself and love others enough to let them make their choices, lead their lives. It’s tough but I’m working on it. It takes lots of deep breathing….and a little sulking once in awhile.
Giving Up Control
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