The Simpler Marriage Letter Archive
IN PROGRESS 😊 All letters will eventually be here. Married love got complicated while we weren't looking. Let's make it simpler again so we can love and be loved for the long term . . .
SML #204 - compassion
They say most of us are overly self-critical. I’m one of them. You’d think if you were the kind of person who was hard on yourself, it would keep you on your toes and . . .
SML #203 - wish I woulda
I used to think my wife was against me, like an enemy. I had a habit of thinking that. And I used to think she was wrong a lot about this or that. I had a habit of thinking that, too…
SML #202 - out of disillusionment
I think I was in the disillusionment stage of marriage for 30 years. Disillusionment towards her, towards where I felt my marriage was at, and towards myself. I think there’s a disillusionment stage…
SML #201 - didn’t realize it
We were at an airbnb. The top of the bed is high off the floor. Her legs are short. She said “Hey, would you go on the other side and reach over and take my hand and pull me…”
SML #200 - phones in our marriage
Sometimes I’m curious when I see couples on their phones together. What are they looking at? What are they thinking and feeling? But it’s none of my business, and…
SML #199 - where I start now
A friend of mine went with his wife to her appointment with her heart doctor. He said the doctor talked about her heart for 15 minutes. Then he talked for twice that long about…
SML #198 - darn emotions
It might be a nice experiment. The next time you’re angry with your spouse, or have an attitude toward them, try to smile and be nice. It’s hard. For me it’s almost impossible to…
SML #197 - she beat me to it
She was going to pick up a birthday cake. I said something about her picking up the gift, too. We had talked about it the day before. Something about what I said or how I said it . . .
SML #196 - everyday scene
One night this week a car backed into our mailbox. Ripped the mailbox door off. We didn’t see it until the morning. Only the mailbox was damaged, not the post it was on . . .
SML #195 - the ‘awesome list’
I was going to have dinner with some guy friends. She said, “Great, I can eat cereal for dinner.” I said, “Well, if it wasn’t for me, you’d be a stick. You eat like a bird.” She said, “If you . . .
SML #194 - sweet old couples
She walked past me this morning and sat down in the chair next to me. I looked her in the eyes and said slowly, “My precious has arrived.” I know, kinda crazy. She . . .
SML #193 - twice in one day
We had to pick up taxes. And my wife Brenda had a doctor appointment at 2. The taxes were out of town about 30 minutes, in a town where we like to have dinner. I thought . . .
SML #192 - going up
The biggest argument we ever had was 40 years ago this summer. I won’t go into details. It wasn’t physical. But it was loud, intense, and stressful. The kids were 12 and 8. They . . .
SML #191 - still there
When I met my spouse I saw awesomeness. I was 18. She felt different than anyone else I’d met. I’m not just talking about particular things about her that . . .
SML #190 - fave, notice, witness 😊
Last week we stayed in the house where my wife lived with her family when we met 57 years ago. We were going to visit the old hometown and I saw it was on Airbnb. We . . .
SML #189 - composure
When I’ve seen it in others, I’ve wanted it - Composure. Unflustered people are so appealing to me. I seem to be the opposite. At least it feels the opposite inside me. I’ll make . . .
SML #188 - the hard part
The hard part wasn’t the being kind to my wife. The hard part wasn’t smiling, giving attention, noticing good things she did. The hard part wasn’t giving her the . . .
SML #187 - the light and the carafe
At lunch this week a friend told me he met with a friend of his recently. Let's call my lunch friend "Chuck." The friend of Chuck said he was getting divorced. They had . . .
SML #186 - trusting
In November we bought three packages of Red Wax Amaryllis bulbs at Costco. We’ve bought them before. They bloom after Christmas when it’s coldest. Ours . . .