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Women...Back off

Alright ladies...this blogpost is for you. You might get angry and frustrated, but that’s ok. I feel I need to express a point...back off from your husband. 


Yesterday, my husband and I went to his childhood home to move a couple items to my mom’s house. We are having a house built and my mom said we could use her shed and backyard to store some tools, a grill, a ladder, etc. Yes, she’s a wonderful mom! We appreciate her loaning some “space”. 


So, we loaded our Tundra with books, toy trucks, memorabilia, and more. We were finally ready to tie down the grill and ladder like they were wild mustangs that needed taming. 


My husband hasn’t moved a lot of “wild horses” in his truck, so using straps was new to him. They are the kind where you feed the strap through and tighten. Then, some physics and engineering is involved to hold everything at bay. 


So, I backed off and let my husband learn on his own. If he made a mistake, that’s ok, it’s the only way to learn. I gave him some breathing room, instead of breathing down his neck...”What are you doing?”, “Move! Let me try!”, “You don’t know what you’re doing!” 


Some of us women don’t know what to do in certain circumstances either. Let your man do manly things without your opinion always being involved in the situation. Even God tells us to be patient and not to “nag”. Let your husband, even your boyfriend, take reign of the “mustang” and figure out how to ride. 


My husband noticed my gesture from earlier that day. He said, “Thank you, for letting me figure out the scenario on my own.” It took me by surprise when he complimented me on “letting go”. 


So women, I know it’s hard, but back off once in awhile. Your relationship will lessen of tension. The “mustangs of life” will frolic over the marriage pastures with might and less fight.  


Better to live on a corner of the roof than share a house with a quarrelsome wife. - Proverbs 25:24

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