And honestly, I think everyone should have to.
Growing up too well off, having too much can lead to a false sense of security. It leads people to believe that they are invincible and nothing bad can happen to them. It makes them less able to deal with reality and hardships when they occur. Or maybe this is what I have learned from those I have seen. Could be skewed. I'm just saying...
All I know is that my entire life prepared me for my marriage to Sam. We have plenty of money. Then we are broke. Such is the life of the contractor. And I'm fine with it. I'm used to it. I don't mind it. I actually rather thrive on the challenge.
I'm even used to Sam's dark moods when he is without work for too long. It used to bother me. It used to really affect me and make me sad, too.
Now...I handle it better.
Sam: I hate my life. I want to die.
me: Okay, but before you die, could we finish this estimate?
Sam: Why not?
And then he gave me his fake smile. And I laughed at him. I think it kind of surprised him. He smiled back, genuinely this time.
We started watching Two and a Half Men. It's a good distraction. And as good as he was to me the night before when I needed him, I was thrilled to reciprocate. Soon we were joking and talking and planning the rest of our week.
There's something about having an unbreakable spirit that can be contagious. And maybe mine isn't unbreakable, but it's at least remarkably resilient. That's my super power...my super spirit. And I try to only use it for good.
What's your super power?
