I should change the name of this blog to “Holden’s Wife Blog” since that seems to be the only thing I write about anymore. I suppose “BlogTruth” is still appropriate though since everything I do write about her and our relationship is pretty raw and truthful.
Today, I’d like to talk about my wife’s confidence.
My wife seems to go through a lot of ups and downs in her self-esteem and confidence. After a challenging yoga session, she’ll come home on top of the world. After going out with friends and getting hit on by a few nice looking guys, you’ll find her glowing the next morning as she brags about it to me over coffee and English muffins. But in general, her default confidence level is typically below average.
Is this par for the course for most women, or perhaps people in general?
I find the low self-esteem and confidence issue annoying as hell. I have my own insecurities like anyone, but have always been the kind of person who shrugs it off and moves on with the day.
Sometimes I look at my wife and wonder what the hell she has to be insecure about. She’s beautiful, fun, hardworking, insightful and a great mother.
When I look at my wife, I see the girl next door who every boy fantasizes about, complete with a nice pair of tits and a rocking ass. When I read her emails, blog posts or even well thought out comments on Facebook, I’m impressed by her insightfulness and how well she can put her thoughts to paper.
I never get bored with my wife. She always somehow has new exciting stories to tell about adventures she had way before she ever met me and they’re always pretty damn funny, whimsical or uplifting.
My wife loves having fun. She’s the kind of girl who insists on enjoying a beer or a glass of wine for every occasion. She’s the kind of girl who dances in the middle of a blues bar when everyone else is hanging around lazily at the bar. She’s the kind of girl who isn’t afraid to strike up a conversation with the craziest looking guy or gal in a dive bar and end up having a night long adventure with them. I’ve endured all these things time and time again, usually in extreme discomfort…
My wife is also abnormally outgoing and charitable. She rarely walks by a street musician without throwing a few dollars in their bucket and having a chat between songs. She’s the kind of person who surprises homeless people with cheeseburgers and French fries.
My special lady is one of extremes. While I’m typically more even keeled and go with the flow, she lives life through peaks and valleys. I don’t know if that is a good thing or not. I just wish I could help her discover how to keep the valleys from being quite so low at times.
I treasure the relationship I have with my wife. But it is a challenging one for me. She is a very complex creature. Sometimes I think it might be nice to be married to someone a bit more like myself. Another professional who has a great paying job and a bit more stable personality. But shit, wouldn’t that be boring.
My wife has forced me to have some pretty crazy adventures.
I just wish she could learn to feel the same way about herself that I do….