August 22, 2009

  • Relationship and Communications

    One of the things I love about our lives is the semi constant comings and goings of various friends, family, employees and acquaintances through our home.  It keeps us busy, it keeps us entertained, it reminds us how blessed we are.  Semi constant contact with people of all types an all walks of life can also be humbling and stressful. We love and appreciate the guests that come through and completely make themselves at home and integrate themselves into whatever craziness is currently going on around here.

    Recently I’ve had to come face to face with an old nemesis of mine: Challenging situations and the resulting require communications. This is not a difficult thing when it involves people that I have zero personal investment in. When it involves people I love it gets a lot harder.  Especially when clear answers to difficulties and challenges are not forthcoming and there is just a vague sense of indefinable frustration.  Frustration in communications is something Noelle is learning a lot about these days.  Her vocabulary is far more extensive than her ability to actually clearly differentiate between words. Something I’ve learned from her has really been sinking in to me lately.  She doesn’t give up. What she lacks in skill she more than makes up in determination. If it requires taking an adult by the hand, dragging them to the object of discussion after several minutes of sheer frustration on her part she is always willing to do whatever it takes to make sure her point is made. I am beginning to think that it is a shame that we have lost that tenacious persistence in communication as adults. When we no longer have to work hard to get across the most basic of concepts we become more and more lazy as time goes by. If a first or second or even third attempt at communicating a difficult concept or situation falls flat we all too often walk away saying “I tried, I more than tried and it is just not worth it. I have better things to do in my life.” 

    There are not many people I care enough about to go back to the fourth, fifth or even sixth time but I’m learning. It’s harder to take adults by the hand and show them an emotion, or take them back in time to explain a situation than it is to drag Mommy to the cabinet to show her the craisins that sound exactly like raisins when pronounced by a two year old. But maybe, just maybe, in some situations it’s worth the effort and energy expended. I’m giving the theory a shot anyway.

    In other news my latest TV Show obsession is Leverage. Very cool series. Replaces House and Monk in my book.

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