I’m reading “the Birth order book” a section is dedicated to Marriage which I found intriguing. According to it the happiest couple combination is oldest daughter to youngest son (who is not an only son). The most conflictive matches are oldest daughter to oldest son or only daughter to only son.
I’m the oldest daughter in my family and my husband is the oldest son in his, this book was dead on when it came to our strengths and weaknesses. It was uncanny.
So now I’m curious, which birth order are you? Did you marry the same? the opposite?
My husband graduated from night school this May, our girls finished another school year, we went to my brother’s wedding, our daughter celebrated her first communion that same weekend, my sister’s wedding is in August, my husband got a great job offer in the South and he’s thinking about taking it, and our ninth wedding Anniversary is tomorrow. The years have been good and they’ve been full, here’s to many more!
“The principal defect that if a woman can conquer this, if she can conquer this one defect she will excel in all other areas of her spiritual life and that is not controlling her husband. Because the controlling of her husband is the violation of every moral virtue. Every moral virtue.It’s against prudence because your not the head. It’s against Justice because you’re usurping his authority. It’s against fortitude because your basically following the weakness of your emotions and wanting to control him to get what you want. It’s against Temperance because your trying to indulge yourself by making him do what you want him to do so you can feel good about yourself. If a woman can conquer that, there is no other area of her life she can’t conquer. . .Their acceleration into holiness is astounding. ” Fr. Ripperger
He then briefly mentions men’s principal defects: effeminacy and unchastity
“Since the fall of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden, a Jezebel spirit roams about the world seeking to convince women to usurp authority within the family – take the scepter from the man – while an Ahab-like spirit infects countless men causing them to flee from responsibility – shrink from exercising their God-given authority. Granted that men and women are equal in their human dignity, God has brought order to this equality. Remember that Adam was created first and then came Eve. First the head of the family was created and then the helpmate – created from Adam’s side making Eve the heart of the human family. But then came sin and with sin infection within the divine institution of marriage. The key to restoring marriage – the key to defeat the Jezebel spirit and the weakness of Ahab is found in St. Paul’s Letter to the Ephesians: Wives should be submissive to their husbands as if to the Lord because the husband is head of his wife just as Christ is Head of the Body the Church, as well as her Savior. As the Church submits to Christ, so wives should submit to their husbands in everything. . . “
I found this on pinterest. Many women found it disturbing and were indignant towards the very idea of feeling like a little girl. The comment “eww” was declared more than once. But I think the quote expresses the feeling a woman gets when a man teases her; she feels like a woman because she is receiving male attention and like a little girl because she is not being taken too seriously. It seems modern women want to be taken all too seriously and are afraid of showing any vulnerability for this sentiment to upset them so much.
A volume of Anna Akhmatova’s poetry rests on my ironing board next to a few wrinkled sewing projects. I’m more likely to read than sew. Heck, I’m more likely to read than iron. But this peaceful still life exudes domestic leisure. My life is filled with such scenes. With no outside commitments, I am blessed with time at home.
My husband and I have sacrificed much for such a life. We manage with one car, my husband attends night school to advance his career, works long hours, often travels for work and we adhere to a strict budget to make ends meet, everypenny counts.
But such domestic settings remind me of the leisure I have been given, unstructured time for me and my children to enjoy. Time that I must manage wisely. They are simple scenes: I look to my nightstand and see my rosary draping my journal and copy of Jane Keyon’s Constance with glass beads and atop my husband’s dresser rest his keys and monogrammed tie clip (I had engraved for his birthday) next to the unpaid bills. These details are home and all its pleasures and hardships. They encompass a much greater movement – they are microcosms and they relate the full truth of the macrocosm.
Such microcosms are seen in nature. When you look at a maple leaf, you see the tree in all its splendor. The tree’s glory is stamped on it right down to its tiny veins and stem.
In Literature, such details make a novel or poem. When you read a line of good poetry or a sentence in a great novel the details carry it, give life to the whole work. And I find such peace in these domesticities because they reveal a greater movement: my husband’s love for our family, my love for our children – God’s love for us.