Color My World

I can be a very critical guy. It is much easier for me to identify your faults, only to help you correct them of course, than it is to appreciate your gifts.

However, something I have known for a long time but often neglect to see became clear the other day. My wife brings color to my life.

On my own I tend to stay within a fairly narrow zone of comfort. Call it the grey zone. I will occasionally step out but not stay for long.  She is the outgoing one, the one with flair.

A simple yet telling story. I had asked for new biking gloves. She bought some on my son’s behalf as a father’s day gift. They were the exact style and size I had requested. One difference. The back, the side that you see while riding, was not the same grey as all the gloves I had ever possessed. Instead a bright red stared back at me. My first reaction was to take them off and suggest an exchange. Yet, while getting the rest of my ride gear together I sensed that I was in my usual rut. I put on the gloves.

A number of times during the ride I would glance down, see the brightness of the red, smile and ride harder.

My wife brings color to my life in both big and subtle ways.

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2 Responses to Color My World

  1. Frank says:

    That story made me smile. And I love that song, too!

  2. 48facets says:

    Glad to make you smile. I love the title, hate the song. Way too slow and sappy for me.

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