Wrangler Dani

Writer, editor, wife, adoptive mama and cowgirl living in beautiful Central Oregon.

A Tale of Two Woes

I call Adam, tearfully.

Me: “I have a tale of woe. Do you want to hear it?”

Him: “Sure.”

Me, spilling out Tale of Woe with much gesticulation and, well, woe.

Him, calmly and kindly and not hysterically at all: “We’ll figure it out. We’ll see what they say. It’s OK, it’ll be fine.”

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Why can’t I ever react calmly and not hysterically and more like my wise Hubs?!

2 comments found

  1. because! that’s why you have him and he has you..

    also the next time I call Rob to moan about my day, I will first ask if he wants to hear my tale of woe! i love that.

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