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My Favorite Things

04/14/07

My Favorite Things

Permalink 05:38:39 pm by cassie, Categories: Memories

I like to think about myself in good terms sometimes. Things like how I like to think I'm nice to most people and try to love people for who they are and try to meet people at whatever state they may be in at any given time. I even like to think I go out of my way to help people and give of myself to them.

Well, some days I'm not very good at that. Some days I like to think I'm very loving and accepting but really, I'm not. And those days it just so happens that my husband, the very quiet and very unobtrusive Mark, the one who is a lot more subtle than I will ever be, decides to help me out. Like today, he'll say, "Let's call so-and-so" and it will turn out that that's probably the one person in the world I think it will be hardest to hang out with. It will probably be a person that isn't really the most fulfilling of company - not the type that you can have intellectual conversations with, or that will help you be edified and grow into a higher level of character. Probably the person is actually maybe someone who might have caused a lot of hurt in my life, and maybe even it might not be the most rollicking fun time ever with this person. In fact, Mark will have to remind me that this person, even if it's hard to spend time with them, might really need to keep in touch with us and that I might need to swallow it and just keep in touch because if I don't, I might lose that person forever, that part of my life.

But Mark will call this person up because I don't have the gumption to do it. He will call them up, make arrangements to pick them up. He will greet them with a smile and a warm hug. He will treat that girl like a lady, open the car door for her like a real gentleman and close it for her, and he will talk to her just like any other person in the world, without a prejudice and without condescension, though she would probably be spoken to in that way by most middle-class people. He will take her (and me) out to eat at the nicest place we can afford and he will spend more on a meal there than we have spent since we went out for a "fancy dinner" on the last day of our honeymoon, and he will do it all with a smile and hug them when we drop her back off.

And, amazingly to me, after we drop this person off, I will look in the rearview into the backseat of the car, where he is sitting so that this person could sit in the passenger seat and not alone in the back, and I will say, "Thank you SO much," and he will say, without any comprehension of the enormity of my gratitude, "For what?"

7 comments

Comment from: heidi [Visitor] Email
heidi:-)
04/14/07 @ 23:34
Comment from: cassie [Member]
cassieThat's why we love that Markie. You've got the best!
04/15/07 @ 05:35
Comment from: Sar [Visitor] Email
SarI love Markie.
04/15/07 @ 10:37
Comment from: mom VDH [Visitor] Email
mom VDHIt makes his mom proud to read this about her son!!
04/15/07 @ 12:00
Comment from: Crystal [Visitor] Email
CrystalGeez. Do they make more like him?
04/15/07 @ 15:16
Comment from: Minxling [Visitor] Email
MinxlingI love this post, Cassie. And I'm so glad you're married.
04/17/07 @ 16:44
Comment from: Mista A. [Visitor] Email
Mista A. It is nice Cass, that you married someone quiet, unobtrusive and understanding. Funny how girls grow up to marry guys just like their fathers.
04/19/07 @ 14:05
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