As the astute reader will have determined from reading my previous three or so posts, I have begun a new job, and the transition has been a little on the stressful side. As a result, my neediness index has increased fairly significantly over the course of the past several days. I am fortunate, because I have quite an understanding wife who has put forth a heroic effort to provide love and comfort.
As I feel myself becoming more needy of my wife's encouraging words and warm hugs, I worry (irrationally, I tell myself) that I might wear out my welcome with her and that at some point she will tire of giving, giving, giving of herself so that I can feel reassured.
She was on her way out the door this afternoon to take Watson to the dog park when I asked her, "You're not going to get tired of me are you?"
"I'm gonna try my best," she said, joking.
"Try your best!?" I asked incredulously, insecurely. I had expected her to give full commitment that she would do more than "try her best"... that she would with certainty declare that, No, she would not become tired of me.
Before she left, I made her guarantee that she would definitively not tire of my neediness.
I was glad for the assurance.
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I think she promised to love, honor, cherish, in sickness and in health, in calmness and neediness. She and Watson will come back from the dog park full of hugs!
If I know your wife like I think I know her, she came back full of love...We're all needy at times...I just happen to be needy everyday all day.
You need (to accept) more pats on the back.
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