Pretend You Don't Know Me.

Have you ever read something that made you feel ashamed about how you treat, and talk to the ones you love? I have. I was reading a short, little story in a woman's mag, and this woman said she was having a bad day. She snapped at her husband, but when she turned around, it wasn't her husband behind her, but a young girl. She said she apologized immediately. She said how embarrassed she was that she had snapped at a stranger. It made me think:

 Why would we be embarrassed that we spoke harshly, and a stranger heard us, yet not blink that we speak to a loved one the same way? 

I know that it isn't just me, or my family. I see it every time I go into a store, or restaurant. Some man, or some woman is talking to the ones they are supposed to love most like they matter the least. What does that do for our self esteem? For our relationships? 

Someday, when I am gone, I do not want my children to say "I loved my mom, but she was wasn't very nice to me" or " I know my mom loved me, but she didn't always sound like she did" I know what that feels like. My dad made me feel that way.

I think my hubby gets it the worst. I think I will go say "I am sorry honey, and I love you "