Become a Student of Your Wife

Men spend a lot of time whining.  I feel like I could make that an application point for every post that I write that is directed toward men—Stop whining about it already and do something about it!

Nowhere is this more evident than in our inability to understand our wives.  We do not understand how they think or why they do the things that they do.  Our response to that is whining.  We whine to each other.

Idiot 1:  “Man can you believe my wife?  She asked me if she looked good in that dress and I told her what I thought.  She then started crying for no reason.  Don’t ask the question, if you don’t want the answer, I always say.  Am I right?

Idiot 2: “Yeah man, I know.  My wife asked me about my day and I told her that I didn’t want to talk about it.  She asked again later and I told her not to ask me again.  Now she’s mad at me for no reason at all.”

Idiocy chased by whining is a disastrous combination.

Instead of whining, allow me to suggest what I will call becoming a student of your wife.  We have told ourselves that women are impossible to understand.  They make no sense.  Even if that is true,  instead of complaining about it what we need to do is make a conscious decision to do everything that we can to learn everything that we can about our wives.

Trying to understand “women” is not what men should be trying to do anyway.  Instead what  a husband needs to do is understand his woman.  Those are two very different things.  One is a theoretical idea about similarities among women and what, if any, stereotypes are true and how they can inform us about the way relationships can best work in general.  The other is a husband figuring out what his particular woman needs and wants and how he can best love and serve her.

The illustration that I use to describe this is a complicated mental spreadsheet.  (Disclaimer: my wife does not like this illustration.  Your wife might not either. ) A complicated mental spreadsheet is my mental, not physical (WARNING: do not write this stuff down!), list that I have of what Heidi likes and doesn’t like.  It’s how she responds in certain situations.  She responds differently at different times, in different moods, at certain (gulp) times of the month.  I can say something in one context and it is received well, and in another it is received poorly.  Her attitude, my attitude, the circumstances  can all dictate different responses.  All of those responses and situations go into the mental spreadsheet.

I grew up with only a brother and my parents so the only woman I really knew was my mom.  My mom loved (loves) having knickknacks and little decorative things in her house.  She also loved being given those as a gift.  So, I start dating Heidi and I give her a ceramic cat.  She liked cats, and girls like things like that, so I knew it would be a win.  Guess what? It wasn’t a win.  She thinks stuff like that is a waste of money.  After years of calculated study, I have determined that she values practical gifts more.  One of her favorite gifts that I have ever given her was a vacuum cleaner…on Valentine’s Day.  Every stereotype in the world says that is wrong, perhaps the worst thing that a husband can do.  My complicated mental spreadsheet tells me something very different.

But that is over simplified.  Sometimes she wants an impractical gift.  Sometimes she wants emotional permission to buy something for herself.  Sometimes she wants a getaway without the kids.  Who knows?  Answer is I do, or at least I’m trying to.

My awesome wife is constantly changing, in part because we are older and our season of life is changing.  The spreadsheet is always being updated and corrected, and just when I think something is solid, I learn that it isn’t.  This doesn’t frustrate me, it actually makes her more intriguing.  I’m boring and simple.  She asks me what I want for my birthday.  I tell her there is only one thing I ever really want on my birthday(makes awkward face).  Heidi rolls her eyes. (If you don’t understand that ask your husband or anyone’s husband.)  I eat the same thing at restaurants.  I’m boring.  My wife is a beautiful mystery.  Rather than wasting all my time being frustrated that “I don’t understand her,” I channel that energy into learning everything that I can.

The reason why Heidi doesn’t like this illustration is that it seems to her that I am trying to “figure her out.”  She doesn’t want to be figured out.  However, she does want to be known.  She wants a husband who will go to great effort to learn about her and her intricacies.  Someone who will love her the way that she wants and needs to be loved.  She is complicated and to love her means that I will do all the work necessary to love her and lead her in what can seem to me complicated ways.  I’m not trying to win or put her in a box.  I am trying to admire and learn about the beautiful awesome woman that she is.