-or- learning to feel in order to fix
I have a problem. It is really a simple one, but one that has plagued me all of my marriage thus far (only 6 years and change). And I have recognized this problem for some time now, so it isn't news. Heck, my wife and I have talked about it as well. So she is privy to the problem.
The truth is, I am a mechanic.
And it infuriates my wife to no end sometimes. I understand why as well. My wife is a very emotional person. It is one of the things that attracted me to her in the first place. She feels things very strongly, more strongly than I can really understand. She has taught me a lot about feeling, but I still come up short in many regards. Me, I fix things. I can see it all over in my life. If things aren't running smoothly with some project I am working on I can't help but step up and make some change. My choice in careers directly relates to this need in me to fix things.
But at times my way of fixing things just isn't the right answer. There are times when my wife's needs don't fit into my standard box of tools and tricks. It doesn't matter if I can see an easy solution to problem at hand. That isn't what she needs. What she needs is a woobie.
And it is taking me a long time to figure that out.
The mechanic in me sees the problem, knows the solution, and sets to work. If the problem isn't apparent then I dig. I find out what the source of the clanking noise is, then remedy it. But the last thing I think of is giving the car a hug. That's what gets me in trouble. A problem comes up and I immediately start digging, analyzing, remedying. What I forget is that the solution is much, much easier than that. She just needs a hug.
I love giving my wife hugs. I really do. And I love it when she hugs me too. But when I have a problem that is not my solution. That is something my wife is learning as well. In the heat of it, it is best to give me a bit of space in which to work, to find that solution. And so, in this adventure of love, life and marriage she and I learn more about each other. We work together, we adjust. She learns that sometimes, when every instinct of hers is to just hold me she needs to give me a bit of space.
And learn that there are, in fact, times when a woobie can fix much, much more than a mechanic ever could.