Our family is our world and our small state. Our Constitution is the main rule of our state. Our rules are not directed against anyone, but in the name of protecting the interests of each family member. They protect everyone and benefit everyone.
Family is work. And since this is our favorite work, we treat it with soul, joy and responsibility. If we are fully adequate at work, we can be the same in the family. When we need to remind this, we say: “Work format!”, After which we look after ourselves as if at work. If we do not understand how to solve a difficult issue, we recall how such issues are resolved in the treasury of common sense – in a reasonable business.
Everything that happens in the family is divided into three territories: my personal territory, your personal territory and our common territory. With a natural consequence: on my territory I am the master, on yours you, on the common Continue reading
You have met or heard such stories. Imagine a line near the office of an official. About 20 people are sitting and everyone needs the only help. And then the secretary comes out and reports that the official is no longer accepting today, and has just left. What you will see the unity of angry citizens, who before this did not even care about each other!
Also in the family. Imagine: a couple, not the first year together, tired of family life. They tolerate each other, but on the whole they have not experienced much pleasure from communicating with each other for a long time – a lot of discontent, disagreement, resentment has accumulated. But suddenly something happened. For example, a child fell ill, and not just with a runny nose, but with something requiring a long and difficult treatment. And parents unite in front of a common task – the child must be cured at all Continue reading
My name is Richard Evans, I am a writer, but I want to talk about what was in our family, without thought. And Carrie and I were all bad, very bad. Perhaps we did not fit each other in character, but we constantly fought hard battles with her. We quarreled and scandalized, scandalized and quarreled. Divorce seemed inevitable.
When we once again terribly quarreled on the phone and the pipes were thrown from both sides, I just broke. I was already no one to yell at, I was yelling just like that, from wild rage. The fact is that I still did not want to get a divorce. I still knew that Carrie is a good person, I naturally am silent to myself, so why can’t two good and loving people get along together? Continue reading