Man Size
I am married to a man who knows his limits and is quite aware of what he needs to fill his cup. It’s basic. Friday night soccer games for his exercise, the newspaper for his mental daily activity, some peace and quiet for his spiritual connection even though he wouldn’t name it that himself, emotional connection through time spent with his children. Basic.
Then there is one more thing, just an annual refill that takes care of all his physical, emotional, mental and spiritual connections… The Big Dance.
Hubby has been attending the NCAA March Madness, Final Four since we have been together, some 17 years. This year he packed his bags for Houston. He meets longtime friends who live in other parts of the country, drinks lots of beer, occasionally plays golf, gets little sleep but has the time of his life. When he comes home he tells me his jaw hurts from laughing so much. These grown men laugh for the entire 4 days they are together.
On a check-in call Saturday morning, hubby tells me, “I needed this. I have been so stressed out from work. I know I don’t always tell you. Thank you. I’m good now.”
He was with his boys, laughing, burning off steam, refilling his cup. Different than how I need to refill but just as vital.
It's different for everyone and for my guy it's a yearly game...or 64 of them.
I know I focus on moms and our need to refuel and refill – dads need it just as much as we do.