In My Presence:
Please don’t complain about having to cook certain foods or make meals at a certain time for your husband.
I cook whatever I want for myself at any time I choose, and I eat alone.
Please don’t complain that laundry, dishes, and housework are not done properly by your husband.
I do everything around the house myself just the way I like it done, and I am alone.
Please don’t complain that your TV programming is taken over by your husband.
I watch whatever I want to on TV, whenever I want to watch it, and I watch alone.
Please don’t complain that even your day off is scheduled around your husband, or about not having enough time and freedom to do things for yourself because you are busy doing things for your husband.
My days are my own and I have the freedom to come and go as I choose, and I am alone.
Please don’t complain that big decisions have to include the input of, and sometimes disagreement of, your husband.
I make all my own decisions, often in uncertainty and without the guidance I depended on because I make them alone.
Please don’t complain about having to do things a certain way to please your husband.
I do things whenever and however I choose, and I am alone.
Please don’t complain about how you are tired – often too tired for intimacy – and your need for rest isn’t understood by your husband.
I can sleep whenever I choose, I have the whole bed to myself, and I am alone.
I would give anything for more time with my husband, to hear him request my apple pie, to see one more misfolded towel on the shelf, to sit beside him watching the news on TV, for one more day spent together doing anything at all, for his advice, for his affection, for his smile.
So in my presence, please be thankful that you have yours, because when I hear you complain I want to scream. I know it’s not your fault. You just don’t know how much harder it is to have nothing to complain about, to have everything your own way, every single day, and to know it is only because you have lost someone irreplaceable. And you are alone.