Don’t Challenge my Husband…Please!

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My husband and I found love much later than most. Then in my mid-forties, I had been a divorced, single Mom for over a decade. My husband, then in his early fifties, was a widower. Love came as a complete surprise to both of us, and we vowed to cherish and carefully cultivate what we had found.

We have had our share of trials and tribulations, of course, but – perhaps because we had both been married before – we also had a very clear idea of what we wanted from a relationship.

Even now, ten years later, we still marvel at how two such-different people could ever have found one another and fallen in love. We are complete opposites. I am an introvert; he is an extrovert. I am quite reserved: in any crowd, I disappear into the woodwork. I do not draw attention to myself and I do not make a scene. Ever. My husband, with his imposing physique, booming voice and larger-than-life presence, draws attention the second he enters a room. He speaks his mind (whether you want him to or not). I generally do not know what is on my mind until I write it down. He bursts into boisterous song and twirls me around for a dance in the middle of a crowded mall. All. The. Time…

Being so sensitive to others, I always notice how much attention he draws. He, of course, is completely oblivious. I was the one who first began to perceive the strange looks that we were getting, especially if we were out taking a lunch break from work together. It took me a while to figure out why people were giving us such long, sideways, clearly-disapproving looks when my husband would twirl me around the parking lot or plant a loving kiss on my up-turned, smiling lips.

It hit me all at once. “They think we’re having an affair!” I exclaimed one day, after a particularly displeased look that was pointed in our direction. “How often do you see couples our age acting like newly-weds in public? I’m sure that’s it!” In the beginning, he thought I was being ridiculous but eventually, he, too, became aware of the judgmental frowns and critical head shakes. After several months, he conceded that I was right. We were loving but we were not being inappropriate or vulgar: my theory was the only one that fit.

My husband is not one to take a challenge sitting down. The next time we were holding hands at a restaurant and the disapproving stares rained down on us from a table across the aisle, my husband was ready. As he got up to go and pay the bill, he bent down and placed a long, lingering kiss on my lips. “Say hello to your husband for me, won’t you?” he boomed, as he strutted away from the table.

Introversion forgotten, my howls of laughter followed him to the end of the restaurant.

Patti Moore Wilson/© wednesdayschildca.wordpress.com

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Author: Patti Moore Wilson, wednesdayschild2

I write what I feel. And I rarely know exactly what I feel until I write. I have lived long enough to have known many joys and many sorrows. I have made many mistakes; I have forgiven myself for a few… I have learned that there are lessons in every step of this journey, if we only take the time to pay attention… I hope you will feel free to pick and choose the stories that resonate for you…

26 thoughts on “Don’t Challenge my Husband…Please!”

  1. Patti: This was so much fun to read but I think that you become quite the extravert as soon as dance music starts! Have you ever thought of that? Love u to bits. I am so enjoying your writing and someday that book that is inside you will come out. I remember how you dreamed of writing children’s books! Now is the time Ilze

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  2. Me and the Spouse are just the opposite. I am the extrovert, he is the hermit! I have been part of a large singing group for 12 years. There are singers who have known me the entire time and never met my spouse! My brother always used the term “alleged” when referring to him by name! Love, love, love your story.

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  3. It’s lovely to read about how happy you are and it must shine out when you’re together, so those disapproving people are actually jealous of you, rather than thinking you’re having an affair. Some people just don’t like to see others experiencing joy, because they’re not. Your husband certainly sounds larger than life and makes no apology for that. I’ll bet there are others out there watching you two and smiling, because happiness is infectious too. Lovely post.

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      1. You’re so welcome. I was at my best friend’s house earlier and I told her about this blog. I asked her if she could think of any couples who are truly happy to be with one another. She could think of a few…I could only think of one (but my parents were also a great example – they were together for 60 years).

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  4. Patti, I love your sense of humour as I picture that shy smile sneaking out. You describe (your husband) so well and a side of him a lot of people would never see. You have a real talent in your writing! We have been married for 46 years and I still love to hold hands in public. Thank you for sharing your story and bringing a smile to my face to start my day!

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  5. Hahaha! My husband is the same way. I think his incarceration had opened my eyes to our love and how much I don’t care what others think. When he comes back, I intend to act a fool right along with him and enjoy every moment! Great story ♥️

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