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To Be Fair, Marty Will Have His Say…

It has occurred to me that my darling husband of more than 10-years ~ and he truly is a darling ~ has taken a bit if drubbing by me over the last few days because of our silly old car.

He had a little car accident. No one was hurt. No charges were laid. It was simply weather-related.

Well, I lost it and really gave him a hard time ~ here and elsewhere…

I wasn’t thinking. It wasn’t really very nice of me. It wasn’t fair. I tend not to think a lot of the time. I talk first, then think later and I often regret my words.

Bet you didn’t know that?

Marty has no voice on this blog ~ he’s the only one…

He never comments, though if you want to know the truth, he vets everything I write…99% of the time. He’s an excellent editor.

Also, he takes everything I say, especially about him, silently and soberly and with remarkable good sportiness. He’s one of the kindness gentlemen I have ever known. Everyone loves Marty. All my single friends want me to either clone him or introduce them to his brother. Sadly, he is brotherless.

I suspect he’s the only man on the planet who could live with me…

When they made Marty, they broke the mold. His two daughters and his son-in-law worship him as do all people he meets. I’ve never met anyone who doesn’t love Marty.

Well, whilst I was out walking Riley a few minutes ago, I had an epiphany…

Why not give Marty his say. If he wants it…

He has an entirely different perspective on how it feels living with me, a person who has serious psychiatric and physical challenges, not to mention an even more distressing hearing loss that can be helped by hearing aids, but not corrected.

(Hearing aids are not like eye glasses. As I await my new hearing aids, my volume is going up and Marty gets the brunt of my loud outbursts. It’s not easy to remember that I don’t mean to yell and certainly not at him, but I cannot hear myself. That’s the problem with a hearing loss ~ not deafness ~ just seriously diminished hearing ~ 20% in my right ear and 70% in my left ear. A subject for another day.)

Marty doesn’t blow his own horn, but he’s a giant in the Canadian entertainment industry…

Now he’s a professor of film history and production at another prominent Toronto community college called Humber College.

His students love him. He is a marvellous teacher with years of experience, besides all his writing for film, television and the theatre, plus his years of acting, executive producing and story editing. Many films and plays have been produced, several have won awards. Some you may know of his work. He was one of the key writers and story editors of The Littlest Hobo. That’s just the tip of his iceberg.

His resume goes on forever.

Anyway, I’ve decided that Marty deserves a guest blog…

It might be a nice change. Furthermore, did I mention? He’s very funny. He never fails to make me laugh.

So when he has a chance, soon, he’s going to weigh-in on this whole car accident business and how much of a pain in the ass I can be to live with. I think you deserve another perspective. It’s easy for me to wax wonderfully about living with a complex emotional/psychiatric history in theory. But don’t forget…

That’s just one perspective…

Quite a different story when the person one is living with gives you his perspective. If Riley could sit down and pen a few words, you would get, yet another perspective, too.

And perspective is what life is all about. Different perspectives. Seeing things from different points of view and learning about things from other people and their experiences and their diverse points of view. Empathizing.

Learning about human diversity, all our fascinating uniquenesses, our stories. And everyone is a story. Life is relational. It’s all about relationships. All our relationships ~ personal and private and professional. We’re all many different people depending on whom we’re with at the time.

And as I’ve said to you before, I have no secrets…

I am a mercurial personality. I fly off the handle and get anxious and annoyed and angry at the drop of a hat ~ I vocalize what I’m feeling~ and then I also get over things very fast. Almost instantly. But I talk about everything. And often over-emphasize, perhaps because I never felt valued growing up. Who knows? That’s history. Can’t change it. That’s why I see Dr. Bob. Old habits die hard.

Anyway…

The next post here, will not be by me but by my dear, darling, gorgeous, adorable, kind and endlessly thick-skinned much better half ~ writer extraordinaire. But wait, you’ll see.

And I think it’s fair.

Stay tuned.

Hugs to you all,

sln

xoxo

To Be Fair, Marty Will Have His Say…


Sandy Naiman

Sandy Naiman is a Toronto freelance journalist.


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Naiman, S. (2011). To Be Fair, Marty Will Have His Say…. Psych Central. Retrieved on October 21, 2019, from https://blogs.psychcentral.com/coming-out-crazy/2011/01/to-be-fair-marty-will-have-his-say/

 

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