Today’s Wall Street Journal blog says, “Postseason love affairs in baseball have a knack for ending poorly.” We Love You, but at That Price? In baseball and in life, shotgun weddings rarely pan out. But oftentimes even torrid love affairs fail to make it through a full season. Can the problem be expectations? If you loved me you would…….
Does love need ultimatums to survive? Or can love just be easy-going?
I came across a book by Beth Fowler author or “Could You Love Me Like My Dog?” and “Could You Love Me Like My Cat?
The little books reminded me of a column I wrote recently on greeting someone. Greeting someone is such a simple way to keep a relationship alive that it seems that it should be obvious.
Why is a dog considered man’s best friend? When a man or woman walks in the door after a day at work, there is the dog wagging a tail, licking hands or face, and jumping with joy.
Yes, he can love you as he loves the dog, but he may want you to adapt the attitude of the dog.
You’ll never hear a dog say:
- “You’re late!”
- “You forgot to leave me enough water.”
- “Why didn’t you come home earlier enough to play with me?”
Here are a few favorites from the cat book:
- Could you always reach for my hand?
- Could you be graceful under pressure and always land on your feet?
- Could you gently massage the kinks out by walking on my back?
- Could you have nine lives and want to spend all of them with me?
In baseball — with team managers — love can be dependent upon “the win.” But fans are faithful and will love their teams through wins and losses.
If baseball fans can love a team unconditionally, and if a dog or a cat can show unconditional love — then we should be able to do so as well.
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