Relationships Are In The Details

My husband Al doesn’t  know how to stack a dishwasher, or rather he doesn’t know how to stack one efficiently so that everything gets clean, you know? the way I do it.  My stepson Jarvis and I also joke that  we wonder if he really lives here, because when he is responsible for emptying it, he doesn’t seem to know where things are supposed to go either.
Oh and without even asking I can tell you what drives him mad about me. I eat in bed, my hair sheds everywhere, I don’t dry my hands properly after washing and always manage to splash water on the floor.
These are the type of things that people often argue about. If you are in a relationship, or even if you just share a space with someone, you know that there will always be something that irritates you about the other person.
One day recently Al didn’t come home when I expected him.  I kept looking out of the window for his car and my mind went into overdrive as I envisaged various tragic scenarios. Ok I can be a bit of a drama queen! I went to put something in the dishwasher and noticed as usual the dirty silverware was clumped together, rather than separated neatly in the slots of the basket. I thought of what it would be like if it was always neat and tidy, if everything was under my control. It would be like that if he didn’t come home.
Life with people is sometimes messy and can be irritating at times. When I open the dishwasher these days, I smile as I rearrange things and say a prayer of gratitude for my blessings, of which there are many.