Those of you who are in a relationship- have you ever stopped to consider how that other person [or people] who live with you actually thinks of you? Would they admit that it is wonderful living with you? Or heaven? Or Hell! Or grand? Fun? Tiresome? Boring? Scary? [add your own descriptor]?
Has their image of you changed through the years? For the better or worse?
I came across this random thought while pouring my cup of coffee this AM. Random for sure. My spouse was reading the newspaper and sipping her coffee when the thought popped into my brain. I didn’t have the courage to ask her that question because, most probably, I feared her answer.
What if she answered ‘hell’ or ‘boring?’ Hmm. Maybe I’d rather not know. Perhaps I am.
Do we ever stop and access our appearances to those close to us? Or, rather, is it all about me?