As I write this, I’m sitting in my backyard watching my husband dig a hole. I have no idea what for, but I’m sure it makes sense to him.
His ideas and his priorities are unique to him. My ideas and priorities are unique to me. The trick is in respecting each other’s differences and learning to navigate them with kindness and grace. We each don’t need to be “right” all the time or demand our own way. We can bend to the wishes of the other, especially when it is important to them.
I finally asked him what the digging is about. He’s putting in a couple of poles with string to help corral our asparagus (which is leaning over onto other plants). Good plan.
Of course, I would have done the garden so differently. But I don’t have to be in charge. I don’t have to be right. Thankfully I don’t have to spend all my time and energy making sure that everything is done the way I think it should be done.
The garden is my husband’s playground and he’s a capable guy. Play on, dude.
Tolerance implies a respect for another person, not because he is wrong or even because he is right, but because he is human. John Cogley Commonweal
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